She lifted her gaze to find someone standing before her.
'How could the Emperor mess up at the final moment?!'
The court officials burst into an uproar.
Qingwu almost cried out in alarm.
Emperor Wu Su had actually stepped down from the dais to welcome her.
The Emperor was supposed to remain on the high dais and wait for her to come stand beside him.
A broad, lightly calloused palm appeared before Qingwu. In front of all the court officials, she had no choice but to place her hand in his.
With a firm pull from Zhao Mingyan, Qingwu was drawn along by his strength, and together they ascended the nine-zhang-high dais.
Li Yuzong, beaming brighter than a sunflower, unfurled the imperial edict in his hands.
"By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor proclaims—"
Li Yuzong's voice echoed throughout Jiyin Hall.
