"It's no wonder some people are so favored!"
Honored Lady Xi was momentarily at a loss for words.
Consort Yun sourly grumbled for quite a while. Seeing Honored Lady Xi was somewhat listless, only then did she reluctantly leave.
Honored Lady Xi leaned against the bed, handed the bruise-soothing ointment to Dong Cha, then lay on her side and closed her eyes.
Dong Cha dared not disturb her and, after drawing the bed curtains, carefully exited.
「Jiaofang Hall」
Zhao Junyao sat in the main seat, sullenly sipping half a cup of tea.
The Empress stood carefully to one side, attending to him.
When an incident like a Noble Consort striking an Honored Lady occurred in the Harem, she, too, bore responsibility. Therefore, she felt somewhat guilty.
Seeing the Emperor put down his teacup, she quickly stepped forward to take it.
"Your Majesty..."
