The Emperor said with a smile, "It's no trouble. You've arrived at just the right time. Attendants, bring a seat for the Prime Minister."
Xie Suzhi was travel-worn, his clothes still bearing the damp marks of autumn dew. Clearly, he hadn't even had time to return to his residence to change.
He took a seat at the main table for the powerful ministers, joining the Imperial Tutor, General Chen, and others.
Then, Xie Suzhi's gaze turned toward Shen Ningning. The little one grew even more excited, so much so that she could barely stay in her seat and wanted to jump down and call out to her daddy.
However, Xie Suzhi merely gave her a slight nod and a faint smile before looking away.
Shen Ningning snapped back to her senses.
'No, Daddy doesn't know who I am yet. I can't act disrespectfully and make him think I'm an ill-mannered child.'
At this thought, the little one sat up perfectly straight, her posture impeccable.
Her chubby, pink face was a mask of solemnity.
