Old Madam Ji said in exasperation, "This is your own business. You can deal with it yourself!"
Once Old Mrs. Ji and Nanny Feng had left Wutong Garden with a series of heavy sighs, Ji Qingwu immediately dropped her aggrieved expression.
Humming a little tune, she picked up a bronze kettle and went to water the medicinal herbs in the courtyard.
*
「Just after the morning court session.」
Emperor Wu Su, for his part, had just received a secret report from Si Hai.
Li Yuzong watched as the Holy Emperor's brow furrowed ever more tightly, and his heart filled with apprehension.
'I wonder what on earth Miss Ji has done today.' Every time he delivered a letter from the Hidden Guards, his heart leaped into his throat, never once settling back where it belonged.
After a moment, Emperor Wu Su tossed the letter casually onto the desk.
