Zhao Junyao took the medicine bowl from Ying Yue's hands and sat down beside the bed.
Ying Yue, astute as ever, led everyone out, leaving just the Emperor and the Noble Consort in the room!
Zhao Junyao stirred the medicinal soup, scooped up a spoonful, patiently blew on it, and brought it to the Noble Consort's mouth.
After taking a sip, Noble Concubine Shih broke into laughter through her tears.
"I thought Cousin wouldn't want to see me anymore!"
Zhao Junyao cracked a smile, consoling her, "You're overthinking it. I've just been a bit busy with state affairs!"
(Author: Busy, huh? Emperor, have you forgotten how often you've been running to our Qingqing's place?)
No matter what, women are easy to placate! When deeply in love, not only will they believe the lies men tell them, but they will also help the men by lying to themselves.
Noble Concubine Shih was probably in that state.
