The Imperial Guards of Western Chu instantly raised their swords, assuming a posture for attack.
Qingzhu also placed her hand on her flute, a battle seemed inevitable.
Qi Yue slowly glanced at the seated Western Chu Emperor, "Do you want me to stay?"
The Western Chu Emperor hurriedly stood up with a smile and waved for the Imperial Guards to stand down, his aged face blossomed into a chrysanthemum smile.
"Miss Qi, you speak too seriously. Since the misunderstanding has been cleared, why not stay a few more days in Yindu?"
Qi Yue slightly raised her eyebrows, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.
"Your Majesty isn't worried that the Four-Nation Alliance won't come together?"
At these words, the Western Chu Emperor paused for a moment, but soon laughed.
"Miss Qi indeed has a divine perception; there is actually more to this matter... I have already prepared a late-night meal, shall we eat while we talk?"
Seeing the old emperor's sincere invitation, Qi Yue was moved.