His voice became heavier and carried a hint of anxiousness, which caused the Emperor, who was intoxicated by Fengjiu's beauty, to come back to his senses.
"Cough!"
He uncomfortably clenched his fist and pressed it against his lips as he coughed lightly. He glanced at Pan Fu, then looked at the beautiful woman in red, and said, "Minister Pan, this lady should be the Immortal, right?"
Pan Fu wiped his sweat, and said, "This subject has not seen her before, but since she appeared here, I think she should be."
Pan Fu, Pan Hong, Pan Ning, and the others all noticed the Emperor's arrival. They also noticed that the Emperor looked at Fengjiu with the gaze of a man looking at a woman. If Fengjiu was an ordinary woman, then the Emperor, as the ruler of a country, would naturally look at a woman with the gaze of a man.
However, Fengjiu was not an ordinary woman. She was an Immortal, a woman. Moreover, she was a female Immortal who already had a husband and a child. For the Emperor to look at her with such a gaze was a blatant offense. Seeing this, their hearts tightened, and they hurriedly stood up to mediate the situation.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." Pan Hong and the others hurriedly stood up and bowed.
"Haha, I have come incognito, so there is no need for such formalities." The Emperor smiled and waved his hand, his gaze still fixed on Fengjiu. He saw her sitting there, holding a wine cup in her hand and gently turning it. Her fair and slender fingers moved with the movement of the wine cup, giving off a seductive feeling.
"Impudent!"
A reprimand came out of Leng Shuang's mouth, causing the Emperor's mind to tremble. He recovered from his intoxicated state of staring at Fengjiu's fingers and swallowing saliva. He felt a little awkward and was unable to back down, and his face immediately turned green and white.
A wave of pressure filled the air, and under this pressure, everyone felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on their chests. Even breathing was difficult. The one who felt the most uncomfortable was the Emperor.
He stood there, cold sweat seeping out of his forehead. The powerful pressure made him fearful, and he even had the urge to kneel down. However, Leng Shuang knew when to stop. She knew that if she made the Emperor kneel in front of so many people in the Pan Family, he would probably attack the Pan Family out of shame and anger.
Therefore, she only exerted pressure to make him uncomfortable, but did not directly force him to kneel.
After a while, the Emperor's clothes were drenched in cold sweat, and his legs were weak. At this time, Feng Jiu said, "Okay, go and see if the children are here."
"Yes," Leng Shuang then retracted her pressure and turned to leave.....
Seeing this, Master Pan hurriedly bowed to Fengjiu and said a few words of praise before hurriedly helping the Emperor out.
"Madam, please excuse me for a moment," Pan Hong said, bowing to Fengjiu before pushing his wheelchair away.
"Madam, please don't be offended. His Majesty has been in power for a long time, so it's inevitable that he loses his sense of propriety sometimes," Master Pan said.
Fengjiu smiled and said, "It looks like your Emperor is not a smart person. As the ruler of a country, it's not good for the people to be so short-sighted."
The Pan Family did not dare to respond to this. Pan Ning only helped Fengjiu pour wine and talked about other things.
On the other side, the Emperor, who was being helped away by Master Pan, felt his legs go weak. He wanted to stand, but he could not. It was as if all his strength had disappeared.
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