"Hmm…" the Empress furrowed her brow in thought, seeming not yet ready with an answer.
Lin Yue suddenly stepped forward, reached out, and embraced her, his arms circling her slender waist, and whispered in her ear, "Is this alright?"
The Empress stiffened slightly, then bit her lip and chided with a cold face, "You have quite the nerve; I am the Empress, and you dare to be so presumptuous?"
"Yes, this prince has been presumptuous; fortunately, no one saw. Please punish me, Empress," Lin Yue said with a silent smile, though his hands showed no intent of letting go.
If she were unwilling, how could he possibly hold an entity at the Saint level?
"Why do you call yourself 'this prince'?" The Empress couldn't help but frown, feeling a bit ridiculous, and somewhat embarrassedly pushed him away.
"You said you were the Empress, didn't you? If I don't call myself 'this prince,' should I use some other term?"
