Two days later, a trembling Ren Baqian walked out of the palace with his hands on his waist.
After seeing the sun, which he hadn't viewed in a long while, the feeling of a new lease on life sprang up.
Apart from that, he still felt a little terrified even though it was already over.
"I have already restrained myself!" The empress walked out behind him dressed in red muslin. She sounded a little apologetic.
She had indeed restrained herself. Otherwise, Ren Baqian's hips would have already broken into countless pieces.
However, that wasn't the problem!
He felt that he had lost almost half a kilogram of bone marrow and that he would fall over now when the wind blew.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, lunch is ready. Do you want it served now?" Qing Yuan asked.
