Oh my god!
Rival presenting an award, she'd rather not have it!
Countless silent curses raced through her mind, yet not a trace showed on her face.
Stay calm, it's being broadcast live, so many eyes are watching, and countless Beloved Concubines are admiring the Queen's supreme beauty on camera, must maintain the image.
That tiny mistake just now, many people didn't notice, but Yan Weiyang, who had been watching closely from the stage, saw it all very clearly.
Her face still wore a poised and appropriate smile, but her eyes were filled with profound disdain.
Even walking properly is too much to ask, how useless!
She really couldn't understand how such a feeble and delicate waste had caught the eye of Lu Hualiang!
That man, with an emperor's domineering and cold arrogance, should marry a woman of noble birth and accomplished career!
Xia Weibao, a flower grown in a greenhouse, was simply not his match!
