The aides looked at each other and didn't know what to say.
Pei Lang stood in the middle of the aids with his head lowered. Fu Xiuyi did not ask him anything, and he did not take the initiative to speak. However, he could feel Fu Xiuyi looking at him from above.
Looking at Pei Lang's calm face, for some reason, another face suddenly appeared in Fu Xiuyi's mind.
The girl's face was delicate and small, and her eyes were as clear as a mirror, making people want to pat her like a little cub. However, she always had a frown on her face and a dignified aura around her, reminding Fu Xiuyi of the empress who lived in the Palace of Earthly Tranquility. Perhaps compared to the empress, she looked more noble and unfathomable.
Was she a phoenix? Or a ferocious beast?
