"Ninth Imperial Aunt."
Feng Weizhou stood up slowly and bowed.
Despite the kind smile on Feng Weizhou's face, Yu Yunxi knew that the despicableness that was engraved in his bones would not disappear no matter what.
At this time, the Empress appeared with a few palace servants.
"Yunxi, you're here."
The Empress was dressed in a phoenix robe, and she wore a dangly phoenix hairpin on her head. All in all, she looked very noble, befitting of her glorious status as the mother of the country. Who would have expected that her hands were stained with blood and that her heart was dark and rotten?
