"His Majesty?" Li Junyue looked towards Lin Haihai. Do I really have to kneel? Lin Haihai read the underlying message in his gaze and shrugged helplessly in response.

"This peasant, Li Junyue, pays his respects to Your Majesty!" Li Junyue imitated what the actors did in period dramas and made a very deep bow. He really couldn't bring himself down onto his knees! Lin Haihai, do you really dare to not come to my defence? He shot a glare at Lin Haihai.

"Who are you?" Yang Shaolun felt a stifling feeling in his heart as he observed the glances between the two.

"My name is Li Junyue, I'm her childhood sweetheart," claimed Li Junyue, as he looked at Yang Shaolun with provocation and pulled Lin Haihai over to stand beside him. 

Lin Haihai struggled and replied sheepishly, "What nonsense are you spouting!?" Yang Shaolun's face had darkened and she lowered her head in guilt.

"Let go of her, she's my princess consort!" Yang Hanlun wrangled Lin Haihai's arm out of Li Junyue's grasp and pulled her back towards his side.

Li Junyue folded his arms across his chest and looked at Yang...