Her voice was gentle to the extreme, yet annoying to the extreme.
Every word seemed to carry a murderer's knife, stabbing straight into Pei Jue's heart.
"No wonder the Empress Dowager is so obsessed. With such a gifted nature, who wouldn't love her."
"Speak properly," Pei Jue's ear tips warmed slightly, his jawline tensed, as he looked at her seriously.
"The Empress Dowager presides over the court; her edicts are as sacred as the Emperor's."
"Are you implying that I influenced your official duties?" Feng Yun glanced at him faintly, her voice lowered, sounding aggrieved.
"Today's meeting with the Qi Envoy was supposed to be about the peace treaty. It's fine if you refuse to see my father, but why blame this on me?"
After saying that, she pushed him forcefully, took two steps back, and let out a low, feeble chuckle with a flutter of her eyelashes, which filled her gaze with mist.
"If the General wants to leave, then go. I won't stop you."
Pei Jue frowned and embraced her.
