Zhou Yao's sudden question forced Su Ziji to shift his attention away from the Little Fox, who was squeaking in pain, and onto her.
"Miss Zhou, have you mistaken me for someone else?" Su Ziji frowned. That form of address was seriously wrong. In this world, there was only one person who could be called Your Majesty while having someone address themselves as this consort.
He might be Prince Dai, but he was still far from being His Majesty.
It was not merely Zhou Yao's sudden question that seemed strange. When Su Ziji looked at her, his heart tightened, and alarm rose within him.
In an instant, Zhou Yao's expression changed. With only that slight bow and those shifting eyes, she exuded a thousand charms. Her voice carried endless sighs.
As Su Ziji turned, a faint fragrance brushed his nose, leaving him slightly intoxicated.
She had become someone else. She had definitely become someone else, hadn't she? Yet this "Zhou Yao" somehow seemed a little familiar.
Could she truly be someone he knew?
No. Su Ziji immediately rejected that guess. He knew his own origins. In his previous life, he had not belonged to this world, but to a distant world far away.
He could not possibly have any bond with any human or demon in this world, not even one spanning past and present lives.
Where had this talk of His Majesty come from? She had to have mistaken him for someone else.
After a long silence, Su Ziji frowned and said heavily again, "You have mistaken me for someone else."
"Why would Your Majesty say that?" Zhou Yao's beautiful eyes shifted as she stared unblinkingly at the person before her. Her cherry lips parted slightly. "Besides, how could I possibly mistake you?"
"Sing the Seven Virtues, dance the