Upon arriving at the palace, even as a man from jianghu, he had to kneel respectfully and offer his salute, "This humble commoner pays his respects to the emperor."
He spoke in a lazy, lackluster manner.
Chu Yihan set aside his brush, anxiously asking, "Is there something wrong with her and the child?"
Saint Ruan shook his head, "No issues, just got a little angry. As long as she drinks her medicine on time and eats regularly, a couple of sleeps and everything will be fine."
Su Yingxue was fundamentally healthy, and fainting was due to the weakness during her pregnancy, something that simply needed some nurturing, not anything to be anxious about.
"It's just that Mr. Ruan is more relaxed; you haven't seen how our emperor has been unable to sleep at night, barely able to eat in his worry," someone remarked.
By the side of Chu Yihan's imperial table stood a young man in a green robe, wearing a hat adorned with three pearls.
