Yan Xiu descended from the dragon throne, his steps slightly quickening as he approached Zhang Guzhi with a somewhat emotive expression, bending over to assist him.
"What are you saying, beloved minister? I am well aware of your deep concern for your daughter, and your words stem from your anxiety."
"Zhang Shunyuan is one of my concubines, how could I possibly neglect her?"
"A message has already been sent from Shuijing Hall, stating that after waking, Zhang Shunyuan's spirits were much improved compared to yesterday. The Imperial Physician has gone to Shuijing Hall to check her pulse. If you are still worried, you may inquire personally after the Imperial Physician's examination."
Zhang Guzhi's face showed gratitude: "I thank the Emperor for caring for my daughter."
"However, I have a doubt, and I hope the Emperor can clarify it for me."
"Please speak, beloved minister." Naturally, Yan Xiu had to inquire.
