"Greetings to the Emperor!"
Xia Ruqing stepped forward to pay her respects, as meek as a little lamb.
Zhao Junyao had already finished with state affairs. Now dressed in casual attire, he was sitting on the couch, reading some light literature.
"Rise!"
He put down the book in his hand and beckoned her over.
"Come here!"
Xia Ruqing walked over, quivering.
She knew Consort Yun had lodged a complaint, but she didn't know how the Emperor would punish her! Why is he still so gentle with me? Could it be... the calm before the storm?
Xia Ruqing grew even more frightened, her slender body trembling slightly.
Zhao Junyao was somewhat puzzled. "Are you very cold?"
The room is heated by a Ground Dragon; it isn't cold at all!
"No... not... this servant is not cold!"
But this servant is terrified! I haven't figured out what the Emperor is thinking, so I daren't speak rashly!
Zhao Junyao gave a faint smile and drew her to his side.
"Scared?"
