It's late at night.
Yu Yourong looked at Wu Xia who was staggering beside her, "Your Majesty."
Wu Xia suddenly knelt up straight, woke up in shock, and lowered his head, "Royal Grandfather." There was unspeakable shame in his clear voice.
"No problem." Yu Yourong reached out and stroked her hair. "Your Majesty performed very well today."
"Thank you, Grandfather Emperor, for the compliment!" Wu Xia raised his head and responded in a proper manner as taught by the Master, but his pair of black eyes were staring straight at Yu Yourong, sparkling with pride and complacency.
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