Chu Yihan's complexion immediately darkened, "There's no need to bother."
"Not bother?" Su Yingxue blinked her eyes. "Having knelt since last night, I fear Imperial Consort's knees must be in poor condition now?"
Deep down, Su Yingxue knew that women should not trouble other women. She wanted to plead for mercy and have Leng Shuqing stand up first.
But on Chu Yihan's side, he looked at her with displeasure. "You care so little about me, could it be that you're thinking of someone else again?"
"Not at all! Don't make trouble out of nothing!"
Su Yingxue quickly covered his mouth, kissed her own hand, and comforted him, "Be good, Emperor! I only like you, like you the most, love you the most~"
"Heh."
Chu Yihan looked satisfied, as if to say 'that's more like it', and didn't argue with her.
After calming his proud emotions, Su Yingxue finally sat down somewhat relieved. Thinking back, how long had they struggled because of the frustrations in his heart?
It was too exhausting.
