The Empress, without anger, exuded an inherent majesty. An invisible, powerful suppression enveloped everyone around.
The oppression seemed to suck away all the air around Shadow Six, nearly suffocating her!
"It's… It's Master Li Muyun."
"Oh?" The Empress put down her spoon, and with a slight lift of her delicate hand, the box in Shadow One's hand and the suitcase belonging to Shadow Six opened simultaneously, presenting a glowing jade bracelet and an indistinguishable-material Luo skirt.
"A Ling Yao Flowing Fairy Skirt?" Although the Empress's face remained as calm as an ancient well, her slightly trembling enchanting eyelashes betrayed her inner turmoil.
The Empress turned to Wu Qiuyue and said, "Qiuyue, you have followed me for many years. When have you ever forgotten my preferences?"
"Empress, forgive me, your servant just thought…"
"Enough." The Empress reached out and grabbed the glowing jade bracelet from the rosewood box, and it flew into her hand.