King Dingxi was wearing a robe embroidered with a five-claw golden dragon; Infanta Ceylon followed him into the hall.

“Your Majesty, pay my respects to you.”

“Your Majesty, pay my respects to you.”

The Emperor glanced at the two with his dim eyes and revealed a faint smile on his face.

“Get up.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Infanta Ceylon seemed to be no different from her state a few days ago; ...