C861 Why Can't This King Control It

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Gu Yanqing, dressed in a dark purple official robe, walking into the hall with large strides. His expression was cold, and a sharp, vicious light appeared in his eyes. He looked around the hall before leisurely walking up to the old empress dowager and kneeling down. "Grandmother pays his respects."

"Get up. Xiu'er was just joking