"Your… Your Majesty…"
The Empress felt a huge panic. It was not only because of the coldness that she had never felt from the Emperor, but also because she had just woken up and had yet to tidy up. She hurriedly went to look for the hood by the pillow.
After touching it for a long time, she finally touched it in her hand. She couldn't care less about the front and back anymore and put it on her head in a panic.
This appearance was really a little ugly, but what was uglier than appearance was a person's heart.
The Emperor had never been someone who coveted beauty. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let go of Consort Yun, who was beautiful and didn't dote on her. He only doted on the Empress, who was inferior. Of course, the Empress was also a beauty, but there was a gap between her and Consort Yun.
