Shaoyao hadn't returned to himself even after he was taken to his seat by Elder Feng.
He hated himself for having such a beautiful face, but he knew that when these people saw him, no one would be able to resist him.
But she…
"Don't look at her now, she doesn't like you." Elder Feng put her hands on the young man's waist. "I didn't originally want to let you go, but now she doesn't like you, ha, it's just what I expected."
Shaoyao looked at Elder Feng's slightly fat face and felt a little disgusted.
If he had to sacrifice his first time, he'd rather choose that woman.
"Her Majesty arrives—"
Shen Yu was surrounded by a group of people as she came in. Accompanying her was also Duanmu Shu, who was wearing palace clothes as Shen Yu's formal imperial husband.
His expression was impassive, held by Shen Yu, and he walked above like a zombie.
