"Empress Dowager, the Emperor has arrived!" an Old Sister reported.
The Empress Dowager suddenly opened her eyes.
"The Emperor?"
She gave a cold smile: "So quick to arrive!"
Lady Xia, do you think by telling the Emperor you can escape this calamity?
Mighty Great Chu, with a dignified ruler, the harem only has a dozen legitimate concubines.
Even without me stepping forward, someone else would, how much advantage can you really gain?
This time, even the heavens won't help you!
The Empress Dowager respectfully bowed to Buddha, slowly rose and calmly walked towards the main hall.
Zhao Junyao was already waiting here.
He was dressed in a sapphire blue robe, standing in the middle of the grand hall with a grim face, emanating coldness throughout.
He was like a frozen statue, or a sharp sword ready to unsheathe and kill at any moment.
