Suddenly, the palace maid outside hurriedly walked in, inadvertently catching sight of the Noble Consort's idle hands, a flush of red adorned her cheeks, only feeling that the Consort was too fierce.
"Your servant greets the Consort."
"What is it?"
Noble Consort Yang restored a serene look, quietly slipping Mr. Lotus Root into her sleeve.
"Reporting to the Consort, Fourth His Highness has arrived."
"Why has he come again? Do not see him, let him leave."
Noble Consort Yang furrowed her brow immediately, waving her hand as if greatly annoyed.
Since the last time the other party pleaded with her to intercede with His Majesty on behalf of Chen Yuan, he had come again, but she always refused to see him because she could guess what he would say.
No doubt still wanting her to attend to Chen Yuan.
Really don't know how such a rascal came about.
Shameless!
"Yes, Consort..."
