Yang Shaolun was bewildered. He looked at Lin Haihai and saw matching confusion on her face. Yang Hanlun knew that it was the lie the empress had made up, so he hurriedly exclaimed, “That’s right, but Imperial Elder Brother, you were chasing in the wrong direction and ran around the entire night for no reason. Thankfully, she made it back safely now.” 

Without missing a beat, Yang Shaolun said with a slight smile, “This Emperor is really muddle-headed. Haihai, please forgive me!” 

Lost in his smile, Lin Haihai met his gaze, their eyes communicating emotions only they could understand. “I’m sorry. It is my fault for worrying everyone!” 

Chen Birou sneered inside. How dared Lin Haihai address herself as “I” in front of the emperor and empress dowager? How impolite and rude. 

However, the emperor and empress dowager wore calm expressions, and didn’t seem the least bit upset. Chen Birou couldn’t help but be confused. Didn’t the imperial family care most about etiquettes? How did a vulgar woman like Lin Haihai actually get everyone to trust and accept her? This made Chen Birou boil with jealousy. She swore that this would all belong to her in the end. 

The empress dowager glanced at the sky and said, “This Empress Dowager has ordered people to make tasty food. Look at my daughter-in-law’s small face. It’s getting thinner. She looked as if she never had a full meal. All of you, eat with this Empress Dowager!”...