As for Nan Zhao Su Yan, his wife, he had long forgotten that woman and couldn't even recall anything about her.
He only remembered that he had almost no interaction with that woman.
Even if the real Nan Zhao Su Yan appeared before him, he wouldn't react.
He chuckled lightly, thinking that it must be that woman trying to capture his attention in this way.
"Have you found out anything about her background?" he asked languidly.
The next second, a shadow flashed in the carriage, knelt on one knee, and respectfully replied, "Not yet."
"Not yet? Is your efficiency getting worse?" Chu Yuxiao raised an eyebrow, his voice devoid of emotion yet carried a hint of chill.
The shadow trembled slightly and continued, "Reporting to the Emperor, we suspect this woman may not be from the Great Nan Dynasty. There is no trace of her here..."
"No trace..." Chu Yuxiao narrowed his eyes, "It seems she has hidden herself well. Keep searching until you find something."
