It was a sight that struck fear into one's heart.
She looked at him with a faint breath, her frail figure casting a chill over Qi Yutai's heart.
Qi Yutai prostrated himself once more, "Please, Your Highness, make a decision!"
No one would speak up for her.
At most, it would only be those pedantic medical officers from the Medical Officer Institute.
But what of it? Powerless, influence-less, and background-less commoner medical officers were a dime a dozen in Shengjing, and their words would not be heeded, inconsequential as they were, much like how one wouldn't listen to the thoughts of ants, perhaps even less significant.
"This is wrong."
Qi Yutai abruptly stopped.
Lu Tong, lying in Lin Danqing's arms, also raised her head.
The crowd looked toward the source of the voice.
