"The crown prince consort is here!"
The king, Mo Lei, who was pacing back and forth in front of the main hall, promptly became invigorated, and he assumed a mighty air as he turned around with a frosty look.
"Qiao Mu greets the king." Qiao Mu walked into the spacious main hall by herself before performing a perfect curtsy in the king's direction.
Mo Lei put on a frown, and with a sharp gaze, he stared fixedly at the young girl before him. He then suddenly questioned, "Crown Prince Consort, do you know why We summoned you so urgently?"
Looking up, Qiao Mu returned the king's gaze in a neither obsequious nor supercilious manner. She just stood there silently without saying a word, merely waiting for the king to continue speaking.
Mo Lei was simply filled with anger!
Sure enough, his old wife wasn't wrong in her harping. Facing such an expressionless stoic face, his mood started turning terrible for some reason.
