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Chu Yi was wearing a purple cloud-patterned robe. The yellow light gently shone on him, adding a hint of gentleness to his handsome face.

He followed behind the Emperor at a leisurely pace. His footsteps were elegant, and as he raised his hand, he exuded an extraordinary noble aura, like a banished immortal from the nine heavens. He exuded a feeling that he could be seen from afar but couldn't be touched.

When he walked past Gu Yanfei, he smiled at her with a warm smile, like the bright spring sun.

The Emperor and the others went up the stairs and sat down on the second floor of the pleasure boat.

The Emperor said with a smile, "Everyone, have fun. Don't hold back on this rare banquet."

At the mention of the banquet, the Emperor was thinking of his son. His mood improved, and his whole face glowed.

"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty!" Everyone thanked him in unison.