Xiao Luming's eyes tightened.
Xie Qianyun dutifully went to fetch the copper mirror.
"Your Majesty, prepare yourself," Xie Qianyun advised.
Xiao Luming's complexion became even worse.
Xie Qianyun placed the copper mirror in front of Xiao Luming.
When Xiao Luming looked at his reflection in the copper mirror, his anger surged right up to his hair.
His once fair and handsome face was now covered with red rashes, looking incredibly exaggerated, even concealing his perfect features.
The thought of him having just faced so many generals...
Xiao Luming's face turned ugliest as he fixed his gaze on Xie Qianyun.
Xie Qianyun pursed her lips and muttered softly, "I told Your Majesty not to look..."
"So should I bury my head in the sand?!"
"..." Xie Qianyun couldn't argue with Xiao Luming.
"You're my nemesis!" Xiao Lumin gritted his teeth.
Xie Qianyun pursed her lips.
Who's whose nemesis?
If it weren't for your one word, I wouldn't have had to be a consort in the Imperial Palace.
