Hearing this voice, Old Master Luo's heart faltered in an instant.
"No, not at all!"
He shrank his neck and turned around to see Empress Dowager Yan Xi of Great Chu walking in under the escort of a group of maids and eunuchs from the opposite gallery, through an archway.
The woman's carriage was dignified and luxurious, her right hand resting on the hand of a close maid, and the sharpness between her eyebrows did not fade away.
Those phoenix eyes coldly scrutinized him.
"Not at all?" Yan Xi sneered, her eyes sweeping over the secluded and tranquil courtyard.
"What are you here for if not?"
She had received news that he had been coming to this secluded courtyard for several days in a row.
As Empress Dowager Yan Xi's eyes, full of sharpness, landed on the corner where Old Master Luo stood, it intensified.
"I have said, Luo Tong, without my command, you cannot go anywhere!"
"Are you not here to attempt an escape?"
"I..." Old Master Luo had a face full of distress.
