"Brother Sima, are you really going to pit yourself against this woman? Or are you pitting yourself against the Empress?" There was a sharp flash in You Yuecheng's eyes. He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip from it. He did not look up at Sima Lingyun. Compared to Sima Lingyun who seemed to be very anxious and was putting up a show, You Yuecheng was much more composed.

You Yuecheng could tell what Sima Lingyun was thinking at just one glance. It was not that he ...