Han Ziyan, no, from now on she is Zhao Rou'er. Zhao Rou'er lifted her tearful eyes to look at Rong Che. Originally born beautiful, her pitiful gaze at Rong Che truly touched Rong Che's heart deeply.
"Yan'er, you've finally come to my side. I am very pleased."
Zhao Rou'er listened to Rong Che's calling voice, an inexplicable hatred arose in her heart. She, Han Ziyan, the first beauty of Dayan, had to live under another woman's name. Just the thought of it made her furious.
But for now, the only one she could rely on was the man in front of her. No matter how much she once despised him, now she could only count on him.
Outside the side hall, the voice of a eunuch's report came up: "Your Majesty, something has happened."
Rong Che was startled and said to her warmly: "Wait for me in the evening. I need to handle some affairs first."
"Alright, this concubine will wait for Your Majesty in the evening. I will personally prepare something to eat for Your Majesty."
