Upon hearing the two words' Empress', Su Mingyu's interest was piqued. "Do you know who that Empress is?"
Shi Jian's face twisted even more.
After thinking for a long time, he shook his head. "I don't know."
"Don't know?" "Then how did you know that the girl was the Empress?" Su Mingyu felt as if she were playing a lute to a cow.
Shi Jian seemed to be troubled. He frowned and thought for a long time before speaking hesitantly, "I once smelled the fragrance in front of those tables at the King's Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Didn't you notice the source of the fragrance?" Su Mingyu was speechless. This Shi Jian was like a toothpaste, she squeezed a little to say something.
This time, Shi Jian shook his head firmly, "No, I just wanted to eat." Who else would want to see the empress? "
"Empress is already someone of the emperor, I don't dare covet it."