Meng Qingzhou's mind went blank for a moment before he suddenly snapped back to reality. He quickly stepped back, avoiding the Empress's hand that had lifted his chin, and bowed respectfully.

"Your humble servant, Meng Qingzhou, greets Your Majesty."

As he spoke, Meng Qingzhou slightly bent his body and looked up, asking, "Why has Your Majesty personally come to the battlefield? Wasn't I and my wife assigned to command this battle? Could it be that Your Majesty intends to lead the troops personally?"

The person disguised as the Empress was none other than Sister Qiong. At this moment, she was in a playful mood and couldn't resist teasing Meng Qingzhou. She deliberately approached him again, lifting his chin once more, and scrutinized his sharply defined, handsome face.