Great Yan Imperial Palace.
Yan Tingshan lay contentedly on the bed, enjoying the service of Noble Consort Rong.
As the most favored consort in the entire harem, Noble Consort Fengrong was actually quite young, having just turned twenty this year.
But her beauty was extremely alluring, especially those seductive eyes, which seemed to capture one's soul.
"Your Majesty, I noticed a few more white hairs on your head. Although state affairs are overwhelming, you must also take care of your health."
Fengrong gently massaged the acupoints on Yan Tingshan's head while speaking softly.
Yan Tingshan, hearing this, gently held Fengrong's hand and sighed, "You are the one who truly cares for me, unlike those outside who only say that the affairs of the state are paramount."
Fengrong chuckled softly, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "I heard there's quite a bustle outside lately, with someone named Capital Prefecture who has managed the Capital City so well. Is that true?"
