"Thank you, Manager Meng." Song Yunzhao nodded. She found it amusing to catch a glimpse of Zhang Maoquan fuming in the corner of her eye.
The moment she entered the hall, she saw the Emperor with his head bowed, focused on something. He didn't even look up at the sound of her footsteps, but said with a smile, "You're here."
Song Yunzhao stepped forward and curtsied. "Greetings, Your Majesty."
"You may rise." Feng Yi set down his brush and looked up at Yun Zhao, a pleasant smile still on his face.
Song Yunzhao found this quite rare. Usually, nine times out of ten when she came to Taiji Palace to see the Emperor, he was in a foul mood.
Song Yunzhao rose and slowly ambled over. "Are you not busy right now, Your Majesty? Otherwise, you wouldn't have had time to summon me."
Feng Yi reached out, pulling her to his side. "The successful resolution of the cheating scandal is in no small part thanks to you, my dear."
