"Minister, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."
"Tch, how boring." The fox-faced woman casually pulled off her mask, revealing a face of breathtaking beauty. Xu Zhenguan pursed his lips and shook his head, asking:
"Mr. Zhao, how did you recognize me?"
It's not like you've changed your clothes, apart from that mask... Zhao Douan internally complained, but his face remained earnest:
"Your Majesty's voice and demeanor are etched in my heart, even through reincarnation, time after time, I could spot our fated connection in a crowd at a glance..."
The Empress spat lightly, her cheeks flushed, as she tapped the table like a rogue heroine of the Martial World:
"Be serious now."
Zhao Douan raised an eyebrow: "Your Majesty knows me well, I am always a serious person."
Shameless...
Xu Zhenguan rolled his eyes. The two exchanged a glance and shared a knowing smile.
Zhao Douan, sleeves folded, walked over and sat opposite the Empress, smiling:
