C146 A measure of restraint

"It's me, Ying Er. It's a servant who's calling you!" Ying Er asked anxiously.

Suddenly, he was pulled out of his sleep, and swayed, his brain almost turning into porridge. Ye Qiongjiang rubbed her eyes, and finally saw Ying Er's face clearly: What's wrong?

Ying Er tugged her hand: "Empress, I just received news that in the morning assembly