Mo Xuetong slightly knitted her brows. "Who is he?" In her memory, the Empress Dowager didn't seem to have such a man worthy of that much of effort. She even killed her royal descendants for him. One and another names popped into her mind, he was...

A familiar voice rang below, slightly quivering with excitement. "Brother Zhen, you're finally back."

Mo Xuetong's body wavered, which instantly made her come to her senses. She gently pushed Feng Yuran, but only saw ...