Meng Jiuchang had followed the Emperor as he sprinted into Wangyou Palace, thinking some major disaster had occurred. But the moment he stepped through the door behind him, he looked up to see the Emperor pulling Song Zhaoyi into his arms.
Meng Jiuchang: ...
'He could hardly believe his eyes!'
'The Emperor had rushed over like a whirlwind just to hug Song Zhaoyi?'
It wasn't just Meng Jiuchang who was stunned; Song Yunzhao was also startled in Feng Yi's arms.
'What's wrong?'
But she could clearly sense that Feng Yi was in a foul mood, so she didn't move, allowing herself to be held obediently in his embrace.
She leaned against him quietly, unmoving, only raising her arms to hug the Emperor back.
Meng Jiuchang felt like he'd been dealt a critical blow. He hastily bowed and excused himself, even thoughtfully closing the door on his way out, blocking Xiangxue and the others outside.
