"Consort Shuu, why are you here?"
It's been nearly two years since Yang Ni's rebellion.
During these two years, Consort Shuu, Yang Huan, has been confined to Yonghe Palace, and cannot be seen without an imperial decree.
Of course, in these nearly two years, Zheng Yi also had not seen Consort Shuu, Yang Huan.
Unexpectedly, today's encounter is under such circumstances?
She, with the noble status of a consort, disguised herself as a palace maid, taking advantage of the Concubine Candidate Selection Ceremony gathering many eunuchs in the Imperial Garden, sneaking into the garden.
The eunuchs guarding Yonghe Palace were also transferred to the Imperial Garden.
Thus, she found an opportunity to sneak over.
"Your Majesty, you always used to call me Huan'er, why?"
Yang Huan's eyes were full of sorrow as she grabbed Zheng Yi's trousers.
"Your Majesty, I beg you, for the sake of our past affection, can you go and see Yao'er?"
"Yao'er? How is she?"
