As soon as Song Ci finished speaking, Eunuch Hai, standing at the entrance of the bedchamber, announced that the Emperor and Prime Minister Song had arrived.
Song Ci stood up and indeed saw Emperor Chu, clad in a bright yellow Dragon Robe, entering the room. Two steps behind him was her cunning son. When her gaze met his, he tugged at the corner of his lips, and her mood instantly lightened.
"Your humble servant greets the Emperor..." Song Ci was about to bow, but Emperor Chu swiftly came forward and helped her up with both hands.
"Aunt, there are no outsiders here, so please dispense with the formalities."
Being addressed as 'Aunt,' Song Ci was not exactly floating with pride; rather, her scalp tingled and goosebumps appeared all over her body.
Oh my, the Emperor's sweet surprise was rather sudden, leaving her somewhat flustered.
"Emperor, you overwhelm your humble servant. How dare I accept such an address?" Song Ci's face was filled with panic.
