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The two of them stood side by side, one tall and one bent, the female's sleeve falling on the male's arm. It didn't look at all like the Empress holding onto the Emperor; instead, it looked as if the Empress was being supported by a eunuch.

Meng Fuyao immediately smiled frivolously.

The consequences of robbing the cradle were indeed brutal…

Upon seeing Meng Fuyao's smile, the Xuanji officials immediately felt their eyes hurt.

Since when had His Majesty been like this? He had always been a handsome man, preserving his youthful masculinity despite his age and only starting to show signs of aging during the past half year. But even so, it couldn't have been as bad as this, what had happened during the last two months of not meeting anyone for him to degenerate into such a state where he couldn't even stand up straight?

An old husband and a young wife, what a scene…