Under a burning gaze, Zhao Rang took the formula from Chu You and personally handed it to the Emperor on the golden throne.
The Emperor looked at the silk paper, and his pupils constricted slightly. He subconsciously tightened his grip on the silk paper. Even if he didn't say a word, he couldn't hide his emotions.
Just this little loss of composure was enough to make the civil and military officials below, who were good at reading someone from their body language, let their imagination run wild.
The Emperor tried his best to say calmly, "Seventh Brother and Sister-in-law are selfless and have hearts for everyone in the world. It's really a righteous thing and a blessing in disguise. I'm also gratified…"
The Emperor casually said a dignified sentence and rewarded Chu You and the princess consort, Li Yunrong, with a thousand taels of gold. Chu You thanked him on behalf of the princess consort, feeling a little like a monarch and a minister.
