Jun Xian got up respectfully: “This humble one is touched and very thankful for Your Majesty’s grace!”
The Emperor nodded and Bai Yun Xian who was seated beside Mo Xuan Fei got up from her seat and walked over to take Jun Qing’s pulse.
Jun Wu Xie rested her chin on her hand and looked at the approaching Bai Yun Xian, her eyes flashed an icy cold glint.
“Meow.”
[This old fool is really disgusting, if he had truly wanted to save your uncle, he should have asked Bai Yun Xian to have a look earlier. What use is there to ask her come now?] The little black cat sneered as it puffed it’s chest up unhappily. It naturally sided Jun Wu Xie’s family and was lamenting on the unfair treatment they received.