Before she took flight, the Empress's voice barrier still stood, standing in front of her like an unwavering wall. She bit her teeth together, a regal aura emanating from her phoenix eyes, her expression cold and indifferent, yet anyone could see the inner tension gripping her heart at that moment.
She could do nothing but clench her fists tightly, adjusting the imperial crown on her head, making sure the red bells under her emperor's robe did not jingle, to avoid further embarrassment.
"Whether or not I have developed a fondness for the Demon Lord is my private affair, which should have little to do with you. Besides, all of this has been part of my plan, how could I possibly fall for a demon?"
She rebuked coldly, denying the Empress Dowager's accusations.
Even though her mind was in turmoil, and she could not even understand what was going on within herself, she would not bow before this seductive Empress Dowager.
It was a matter of her dignity, and her line in the sand.
