"Fetch some sensible palace maids and eunuchs over here!"
Li Qingmu calmed the Little Emperor and instructed Chen Liu beside him.
Chen Liu hesitated a little, and Li Qingmu sneered, "What, are you even going to forgo the last fig leaf of decency?"
Chen Liu quickly bowed his head, "This old servant understands, I will arrange for some sharp individuals for him right away!"
These sharp individuals should certainly be astute, able to observe and understand the situation, at least maintaining good appearances.
Li Qingmu's gaze darkened slightly, hoping that the arranged palace maids and eunuchs would treat Rong Zhuo kindly, so that when the big purge comes in the future, they might also escape with their lives.
Leaving Qianyang Palace, Li Qingmu glanced at the sky, it was already evening.
Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be a grand assembly, and in the evening he will dine with the harem concubines, commonly known as the family banquet.
