"Emperor!" Mo Qi reported with special emphasis, "Zi Wei has come with his wife, Miss Yue Lian from the Qianji Sect, and Yue Lian also wishes to meet the empress."
"With his wife?" Thinking that Zi Wei was already married, Chu Yihan's frown relaxed a bit, "After their audience, have them leave immediately, so as not to disturb the empress's rest."
"Yes."
After receiving the order, Mo Qi brought Zi Wei and Yue Lian in.
Yue Lian passed by Chu Yihan and knelt down to perform the courtesy, "Commoner Yue Lian, greets the emperor."
"Rise."
Chu Yihan's gaze swept indifferently over Zi Wei. Zi Wei, holding his saber, had an expressionless and cold demeanor towards everyone; those eyes, forever tinged with red veins, even dared scrutinize the emperor, sweeping arrogantly over him.
If it had been any other time, Chu Yihan certainly would not have spared him.
"Hubby, quickly greet the emperor!"
Yue Lian promptly reminded Zi Wei.
