The suffocating tension in the air finally caught the Emperor’s attention. His face darkened as he cast a warning gaze toward Prince Zhao and Prince Nanyu.
"Eighth, Ninth, what are you doing? Today is Seventh Lord’s wedding. On such an important day, are you truly incapable of speaking a single word of joy?"
Had he not warned them just a few days ago? Were they already acting up again? Seeing the Emperor approach, the onlookers in the outer circle ceased their whispers, intently focused on how the situation would unfold.
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