Bingtai Palace.
With the service of the two twin beauties, Consort Jie and Consort Yu, Zheng Yi put on the dragon robe.
Relishing the charm of the two women from the previous night, a trace of a smile appeared on Zheng Yi's lips.
"By the way, where is your mother?"
Consort Jie paused, hesitating, "Mother is not feeling well and cannot attend to Your Majesty. We hope for Your Majesty's understanding."
"Not feeling well? Have you called the Imperial Physician?"
"Yes, the Imperial Physician said it's nothing serious."
"That's good."
Zheng Yi pinched the fair chins of the two women and turned to leave.
Watching Zheng Yi's departing figure, the two women had eyes full of longing.
Not until Zheng Yi's figure disappeared did the two women turn and enter the side hall.
Their mother, Concubine Zhen, was also staring blankly into the distance.
"Mother~"
"Jie'er, Yu'er, was His Majesty satisfied last night?"
"Mm."
"Did he get upset because Mother did not greet him?"
"No."
