Zhou Mu listened through the pearl curtain to the voice inside, which was rather authoritative, and slightly frowned, almost imperceptibly.
Everyone knelt, except for him who stood like a pine tree. Yet at this moment, his heart couldn't help but tighten, and his fists clenched involuntarily. Zhou Mu wanted to step forward; this tone was not right at all, completely unlike his dear one's usual demeanor!
Just as he took a step forward, Zhou Mu heard a loud breath from inside the imperial carriage, as if a long-held breath had finally been released!
And with this breath, the heart Zhou Mu had been holding up finally relaxed. Without thinking, there was no one else who would dare to breathe so loudly at such a moment, except for his wayward Changsheng!
