What kind of air is that?
Dusty air!
Especially when she appeared before Qiong Hua in a bright red palace attire, accompanied by the young princess who had been living among the common folk for years, her air of dustiness was particularly strong.
"Sister, I'm here to apologize to you."
Hongniang pulled the little girl beside her and suddenly knelt before Qiong Hua, giving her a loud kowtow.
"...Apologize?" Qiong Hua held Jun Ning's hand and took a step back, looking at the pair with a confusing expression.
Jun Ning glanced at Hongniang before turning her gaze to the little girl beside Hongniang.
This little girl truly resembled the current Emperor, especially her features, almost carved from the same mold, like a miniature version of the Emperor.
Having lived two lives, Jun Ning prided herself on having seen many people.
