When she glanced over, Dong Guifei, still tightly handcuffed, gracefully bowed, her demeanor impeccable from top to bottom.
"What a great pretender." An Hou spoke with a tone of sarcasm.
Dong Guifei did not retort and just nodded gently, "But the task you assigned me, Your Majesty, has been accomplished after all."
"It's just a trivial matter, are you trying to claim credit?"
"Your Majesty's trivial matter is a significant duty for your subject." Dong Guifei replied flawlessly, with a faint smile of appeasement on her face.
An Hou observed, then waved her hand, signaling the soul-returning magpie to withdraw.
