He recalled the news of Chu Yihan's grand wedding that spread across the world some days ago and asked curiously, "Is this lady the Ninth Princess Consort?"
Su Yingxue was named.
Chu Yihan let go of the hand he was holding hers with, allowing her to pay her respects to the emperor of Wei.
Carrying the hem of her dress, Su Yingxue walked to the front of the hall, bowed deeply, and said, "Greetings to the emperor, I am the Ninth Princess Consort, Su Yingxue."
Just as Qin Rulie was about to say, "Please rise," his gaze fell upon her face, and he was abruptly taken aback, "You... how could you bear such a resemblance!"
As the sovereign of a nation, he composed himself enough not to step down immediately to examine Su Yingxue up close.
Yet he couldn't help but gesture, "Ninth Princess Consort, please come closer so I may take a good look at your features."
How could she look identical to his little cousin, Qin Zheng!