"Your Majesty..."
Zhao Douan swallowed, hoping to seize the moment for some flattery.
But Xu Zhenguan saw through it at a glance, actively dispelling the slightly ambiguous atmosphere:
"What is your view on the matter of the Divine Dragon Temple?"
Isn't it... impossible to discuss romance with a wounded man, and you have to talk about serious matters at this time... Zhao Douan complained inwardly.
But he also knew the Empress's character, which determined that her softer side was always hidden within a dignified and graceful shell, making it challenging to break through that barrier, unlike the ordinary woman whose mind was filled with love.
Moreover, given his current physical condition, he truly was incapacitated...
So he reined in his thoughts and replied earnestly:
