Hua Jian felt a chill in her heart as soon as she heard this, just as she stood up, she already saw the tall and slender silhouette of His Majesty the Emperor appear outside the hall door.
Without waiting for Empress Tang to come out to greet him, he stepped into Lizheng Hall.
His gaze, as sharp as a sword, swept over Hua Jian with a glance.
Hua Jian bowed her head, hiding her face firmly.
In the past, she had a resemblance to Empress Tang in childhood, which His Majesty the Emperor intensely disliked, so much so that he nearly wanted to mar her face.
While she didn't care about disfigurement before, she cared deeply about it now.
His Majesty the Emperor, without seeing her face, still snorted unhappily and asked, "What is she here for?"
"She said she can get up now, came to the Palace to express her gratitude." Empress Tang answered with a teasing tone, and it was clear she didn't take Hua Jian's words seriously.
