Feng Xuxu's gaze swept past, and she saw the Emperor in his bright yellow robes standing at the entrance, observing her husband, Dugu Chen, with a cold smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Ha-ha-ha, it appears that Brother Chen's illness has greatly improved." The Emperor's frosty expression melted into a smile as he strode forward.
Feng Xuxu, upon hearing this, turned to look and was immediately covered in a look of surprise. She put down the brush she was using to paint, stepped forward, and bent down to perform a curtsy.
"I was unaware of Your Majesty's visit, and I failed to greet you appropriately. I hope Your Majesty is not displeased with me."
Dugu Han curled his lips slightly and cast a sideways glance at Tian Yi who was standing aside, hmph, quite the silver-tongued one.
