Feng Yi reached out and caught Song Yunzhao as she threw herself at him, chuckling softly. When it came to reading people, she truly never disappointed him.
When a Beauty willingly threw herself into his arms, Feng Yi was, of course, happy to accept.
After a night of passion, Song Yunzhao truly used every trick in her arsenal to serve the Emperor, making sure he was utterly comfortable. The next morning, she was exceptionally attentive as she saw him off to the morning court session.
The moment she turned around, the smile vanished from her face. 'Time to go back to sleep.'
In the court, Feng Yi brought up the matter of disaster relief. He tossed out a feeler, vaguely suggesting that merchants be allowed into the disaster areas, and tasked the courtiers with devising a concrete plan.
'If I, the Emperor, do everything myself, what are the courtiers for?'
