"Thank you, Your Majesty, for taking care of my brother's matter." Ye Qiu bowed gracefully to Ji Fei; a gentle breeze brushed past the strands of hair at her forehead, making her incomparably beautiful.
"Noble Consort need not be so formal; all this is what I should do." Ji Fei quickly helped Ye Qiu up, his gaze unintentionally following her every move, his eyes filled with infatuation.
An Fu glanced up briefly before quickly lowering his head again. He originally thought that the Emperor's favorite was Yue Zhaoyi, but now it seems that Noble Consort holds a significant place in the Emperor's heart as well, and the Emperor's reluctance to admit it is nothing more than the proverbial blindness of those involved.
He sighed, thinking that every woman in the harem has her own unique charm, no wonder the Emperor was so captivated by them.
