Wangyou Palace had been completely quiet for days. Yet today, as soon as Consort Shu came to keep him company, Song Yunzhao rushed over. Feng Yi suspected he was starting to see through Song Yunzhao's little ploy.
Recalling the mess Chancellor Lu had made, he decided not to spare Consort Shu's feelings this time. He would let Song Yunzhao compete for his favor right in front of her.
"As long as it makes Your Majesty happy, it's no trouble for me at all," Song Yunzhao said with a sweet smile. She personally placed the ginseng soup before the Emperor and thoughtfully handed him the spoon.
Feng Yi: ...
Still, he had to indulge her.
So he picked up the ginseng soup. The moment the familiar taste touched his lips, he remembered she had brought him the very same thing last time, and he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.
