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The Emperor obviously didn't expect Fu Hanwen's wife to have such a fiery temper, or perhaps no one had ever dared to speak to him, the ruler of the nation, in such a manner before. There was a momentary look of astonishment on his dignified face.
"Fu Hanwen, where are your wife's manners?!" The Emperor, regaining his composure, felt humiliated and his expression darkened.
Although the Emperor's voice wasn't loud, the imposing aura in his voice tightened Xiao Ruo's heart standing in the hall.
Xiao Ruo glanced at her own husband with regret, feeling a bit remorseful for her impulsiveness.
But she didn't think she had said anything wrong.
Oh, right, she had the Death Exemption Token, so even if the Emperor wanted to punish her for what just happened, she wouldn't die.
Thinking of this, Xiao Ruo breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty," Fu Hanwen said calmly, "my humble wife was raised in the countryside; no one taught her the proper etiquette for meeting you."
