The footsteps grew closer and closer, and Fu Yingzhi could feel her heart beating so fast it was about to burst out of her chest.
The moment they finished hiding, the palace doors were pushed open, and a youthful, crisp boyish voice rang out, "Your son pays his respects to Your Majesty."
Through the gap in the screen, Fu Yingzhi saw a pair of boots embroidered with golden thread step into the inner chamber.
Chapter 82