"Your Majesty!"
As soon as the figure appeared, everyone present except for Mingyu dropped to their knees, bowing deeply and chanting "Long live the Emperor" three times. Civil officials and military generals wept openly, overcome by emotion.
Yan Zhou, dressed in a black robe embroidered with golden dragons, ignored the crowd and fixed his gaze solely on the woman before him. "Queen, you wished to see me. Now that I've come, why won't you speak?"
He glanced at the severed head nearby and laughed softly in a tone meant for teasing a beloved pet: "The State Preceptor betrayed me, execution was only fitting. You did well."
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