Xie Qianyun shifted her butt slightly.
How could there be a soft cushion?
She had just exerted too much force, failing to control her Qinggong, almost thinking she was about to fall flat on her face.
"Your Majesty..."
The eunuch next to her was already scared stiff by the current scene.
Whose brat is this, actually sitting on the head of the current emperor?
This, this, this, annihilating nine generations wouldn't be enough!
Emperor?!
Xie Qianyun was taken aback.
She looked down to see a man lying on the ground, with black hair, a high hairstyle adorned with an obviously extremely precious hairpin.
At this moment, his face was buried in the ground, so she couldn't see what he looked like.
She only knew that she had accidentally smashed into him with her butt.
Xie Qianyun realized what had happened and quickly got up from the ground.
