Emperor Jingzhi glanced at Talented Lady Jing lying on the ground. Although the girl before him was not exceptionally beautiful, her youth and vibrant energy required no embellishment, which radiated against her clear, glowing skin.
"So beautiful?" Emperor Jingzhi was no exception. Prince Duan was one of the rare handsome men in the imperial family; otherwise, he wouldn't have captured Lady Ru's heart at first. Moreover, Lady Ru's beauty indeed lived up to the words of Talented Lady Jing.
"Replying to The Emperor, yes—" Talented Lady Jing didn't know if her response was correct, as there was no standard answer available, nor did she know what she was about to face. As she spoke, her fingers couldn't stop trembling; her frail and pitiful appearance resembled a newly emerged lotus flower.
