"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Wei Xun's voice came from outside Yangxin Hall.
Xiao Mo's consciousness slowly withdrew from the Book of a Hundred Lives and returned to reality.
He drew a deep breath, suppressing the tangled memories and emotions in his mind.
Fortunately, with the Book of a Hundred Lives' help, Xiao Mo soon readjusted to the reality before him, and his mind gradually settled.
"Come in."
There was a barely perceptible trace of displeasure in Xiao Mo's voice.
He had originally intended to finish experiencing this life as quickly as possible before the wedding and complete the mission without a hitch.
Naturally, being interrupted now left him somewhat impatient.
"What is it?" Xiao Mo asked, looking at Wei Xun.
"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager requests your presence at Lingxin Palace."
Wei Xun answered quietly, his bearing growing even more deferential.
Shrewd as he was, Wei Xun could clearly sense that the Emperor was in a poor mood, so he bent even lower, almost kneeling on the floor.
"Lingxin Palace?" Xiao Mo paused briefly, then asked, "Did Mother Queen say what it was about?"
"The Empress Dowager said that your wedding robe has been completed, Your Majesty, and she would like you to try it on," Wei Xun replied.
Xiao Mo nodded at this, his tone indifferent. "Understood. Prepare for my departure to Lingxin Palace."
Although he did not wish to see the Empress Dowager, the grand wedding was imminent, and many matters required his personal attention. He could not evade them.
"Yes, Your Majesty... This old servant will make the preparations at once."
Wei Xun hurriedly acknowledged the order and backed out with a bow.
An incense stick's time later, Xiao Mo strode into Lingxin Palace, formally welcomed by its palace maids.
"Your son pays his respects, Mother Queen."