"His Majesty has arrived!"
The palace eunuch suddenly raised his voice and announced.
"Long live, long live, forever live our Emperor!"
Everyone knelt to the ground to welcome him.
As Ji Ruyan had now been promised to Luo Shunchen as his future Seventh Imperial Concubine, she naturally did not need to kneel and pay respects to His Majesty Fu Aotian; at most she only needed to nod her head and bow slightly in greeting.
Emperor Fu Aotian, clad in a dark-colored Dragon Robe, appeared even more imposing and robust.
He said to everyone, "My officials, you may rise."
Only after An Xuan helped him to take a seat on the Dragon Throne of Qianxi Palace did he look around and call out, "Yuesheng, come here!"
"Your Majesty, Uncle, what task do you have for your nephew?"
Crown Prince Fu Yuesheng looked at him with a playful smirk, lacking seriousness.
Emperor Fu Aotian shot him a glance, "How old are you, yet still so lacking in decorum?"
