Sinister coldness flickered in Ao Chenyi's beautiful eyes. The moment he saw the trace of sweat on Ning Xueyan's forehead, he knew that she was worried. He paused, turned around, and gently patted her shoulder. "Don't worry. I won't go to him directly. I do have business with His Majesty now, so let me get someone to send you home."

That said, he looked at Eunuch Zhu, who was still supporting Lanning.

Lanning was putting up a strong front despite being in a bad ...