Seeing them enter, the Empress tried to prop herself up but was gently pressed down by the Emperor's hand.
"Your servant, pays respects to the Emperor, Empress," Chu Yuxiao saluted with fist in hand and bowed.
Su Yan followed suit with a bow, "This humble prince pays respects to Father Emperor, Mother Empress."
"Is that Little Shiqi?" The Empress stared intently at Su Yan, her emotions suddenly becoming agitated.
"Are you my Yan'er, Little Shiqi?"
She made a great effort to sit up, but her body was too weak.
Just as she propped herself up, she fell back down.
Su Yan took a look and couldn't help but walk over, pressing on her shoulders and saying:
"Mother Empress, your body is too weak, you should lie down and rest well."
The Empress grabbed her hand, her eyes not blinking as they locked onto her.
Then she murmured softly, "Your Father Emperor said you had regained your senses. I didn't believe it, but now that I see you, I do.
