"Let her in."
Just then, a hoarse voice could be heard from the bedroom that was slightly irritated and unpredictable. Jiang Mengyao did not care much and pushed open the door and entered the chamber.
"Imperial Father."
After entering, Jiang Mengyao bowed and when she looked up, her line of sight fell on the white-robed person before her. As the young lady's back was facing her, she couldn't see her appearance but from just her rear view, it caused her to be stunned.
The Emperor's expression sank, and he coldly asked, "Mengyao, the Empress is bedridden due to a serious illness so why are you making a big fuss outside?"
Jiang Mengyao snorted, "Imperial Father, you're also aware that the Empress is ill, so why did you bring this woman before the Empress's bedside? Are you trying to agitate her and make her have an early demise?"