Qian Xurong

As Fang Xifeng relayed her presence to the person behind the door, a voice soon echoed.

"You may enter."

It was a melody yet enchanting voice. Even Yang Wei couldn't help but feel his heart fluttering for a moment.

'What kind of voice is that? It can even affect my emotions,' Yang Wei wondered silently.

Meanwhile, Fang Xifeng nodded her head as she pushed the door open.

At the same time, she made sure to warn Yang Wei, "Psst, Her Majesty is not someone you can act unruly at. You shouldn't get on her bad side."

"Save that warning for yourself," Yang Wei kindly replied.

Fang Xifeng shook her head as she began walking toward the large red carpet that stretches from the entrance to the stairs of the throne.

Sometime later, Fang Xifeng knelt on one knee as she lowered her head.

"Your Majesty, the intruder has arrived," She said.