Hearing another man's name from Li Yuyu's mouth, Yan Xiu's eyes gradually grew deep, and his thin lips slowly pressed into a line.
"How could Li Xiurong know the name of my palace brother?"
Princess Consort De suddenly turned to look at Li Yuyu.
"Oh, you said it just now." Li Yuyu said casually.
Princess Consort De's eyes showed confusion; did she just mention An'er's name?
Li Yuyu, however, thought that Miao Sian was ultimately Yan Zixuan's person, so the Emperor had to intervene.
"Emperor." Li Yuyu stood up from her chair, approached Yan Xiu, grabbed his sleeve with her small hand, and whispered, "Emperor, you must help Princess Consort De; you can't let her brother suffer."
Yan Xiu's hand hidden in the sleeve slowly tightened, the anger in his chest nearly overflowing.
