Feng Yi did not head to Yaohua Palace. He still had court affairs to handle, so after escorting Yun Zhao back, he had to return to Taixi Hall.
"I'll be back tonight. Wait for me."
Hearing Feng Yi's pointed words, Song Yunzhao couldn't stop a blush from creeping onto her face, no matter how hard she tried to keep her expression neutral.
Feng Yi stared at her and smiled.
Song Yunzhao stepped out of the Imperial Carriage and walked straight away. 'There's something different about Feng Yi now,' she thought. 'He's not quite the same as he used to be.'
Over a dozen new concubines had been chosen this time, but only a few of them were truly outstanding. Yun Zhao was well aware of this; now, she was just waiting for the Emperor to bestow their initial ranks.
