Qiu Ming took a deep look at Lin Wanyi, seemingly not expecting that such a young new concubine would have such astute insight.
He reminded himself repeatedly that he must be more attentive in his duties in the future.
In the right side hall of Yihua Palace, Ying'er was bustling with excitement, tidying up the boxes.
Mu Lanchun sat idly at the Eight Immortals table, toying with her hair, a hint of melancholy reflected in her expression.
"Miss, what's the matter with you?"
"It's nothing, just thinking about the upcoming journey to the traveling palace with His Majesty, I can't quite describe the feeling."
"It's such a wonderful thing! If your father and mother knew how esteemed you are in the palace, they would surely be delighted, and maybe when we return from the traveling palace, we might relocate to Yao Yue Palace. With someone as admirable as Noble Princess Consort Ying as the chief, your days would surely be comfortable!"
