After hearing the eunuch's words, Pei Shuhua let out a light laugh, then said, "But why do I feel like he's currying favor with Ming Fei's maternal clan?"
Hearing this, the eunuch in the great hall trembled all over and immediately didn't dare say another word.
Pei Shuhua then continued, "The court has been getting more and more chaotic lately. Your Majesty is still in your prime, and yet my imperial grandsons have already started thinking about fighting for the throne. Truly, it's a bloodline inheritance—what kind of father produces what kind of child."
At Pei Shuhua's words, the eunuch kneeling in the hall broke out in a cold sweat. In just a short moment, his back was soaked, turning his blue robe a deep navy.
Pei Shuhua raised her hand at this moment, waved it, and said, "You may go. Keep a close eye on Princess Yun'an for me and see what she's been up to lately."
The eunuch hurriedly said, "Yes, Empress Dowager."
"This humble one takes his leave."
