Wang Yongzhu suddenly laughed.
She looked up directly at the Emperor, and only now did she clearly see what he looked like.
He appeared to be around forty years old, with a rather heroic appearance, beneath a pair of thick sword-like eyebrows were a pair of unfathomable eyes.
His lips were thin, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, which made his face slightly more approachable.
When he wasn't smiling, especially when he stared at people with those eyes, even veteran ministers who had been tempered through years in the court couldn't withstand the pressure and would have to kneel in submission.
For a moment, Wang Yongzhu felt as if everything was being seen through under those eyes.
She lowered her eyelids, and reluctantly said, "Please, Your Majesty, listen to my lame excuse—ah, no, explanation—"
Pah pah pah! Wang Yongzhu snapped back to reality, almost giving herself a slap, how could she falter at a critical moment like this?
