In the imperial study.
"Yunxi greets Your Majesty," Yu Yunxi said as she lowered her gaze and bowed slightly.
Feng Yijin sat on the throne, reading a memorial. He did not respond to her.
With this, Yu Yunxi had no choice but to maintain her posture, back and knees slightly bent. She knew Feng Yijin was deliberately making things difficult for her. Fortunately, her endurance was very good after she had learned martial arts. In the past, her godfather had made her stand in the horse stance for more than ten hours. In comparison, her current posture was nothing. She was more concerned about what method Feng Yijin would use to deal with her this time.
Finally, after a long time, Feng Yijin put down the memorial in his hand and looked at Yu Yunxi before he said, "Rise."
Feng Yijin asked in a deceptively light tone, "So you killed a pack of wolves in the imperial garden?"