In the darkness, the four of them looked at each other and in unison, they saw a trace of horror and sympathy in each other's eyes. It was sympathy for their master. It was really f*cking difficult for their master to chase after his wife. After waiting for more than ten thousand years, not only had the Empress been reborn as a fourteen-year-old girl, but she was also faking as a man. It wasn't easy for him to take the initiative to look for her, but he was slapped in the face after getting close.
Poor Yan Ye. He had clearly only been slapped on the arm, but he did not expect the four guards to think that he had been slapped in the face. He had taken the blame enough.
