Ms. Yang looked serious, "She is His Majesty's Rong Zhaoyi."

"Then she's really pretty."

After Fu Ronghua made the arrangements, Sanfu hurried to the front room.

Manager Du was giving instructions to the young eunuch about sweeping the house when he saw Sanfu peeking his head furtively.

He quickly patted the little eunuch and walked over, "If you don't serve me by your side, why are you here?"

Sanfu had a bitter look on his face, "Something happened to my godfather." He said bitterly.

Manager Du frowned, "But there is something wrong with your Majesty."

Sanfu said quickly, "It's the empress who just went out and met Ms. Yang."

Manager Du's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly felt a bitter taste in his mouth, "Where is Ms. Yang?"

"Ms. Yang left with the maids." Sanfu said cautiously.

Manager Du whispered, "You go and serve the Queen first, and I'll go to His Majesty to ask."

"Hey." Sanfu trotted back.

Emperor Xuanzhao picked up the tea and took a sip, "What are you doing? You look like you are bitter and resentful."

Manager Du quickly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, Empress Zhaoyi met Miss Yang today."

Emperor Xuan Zhao paused his hand slightly, "Since she is here, she will be seen sooner or later. It won't be a problem." His tone was calm, but he held his hand tightly when he retracted it.

Manager Du did not dare to say anything more and could only helplessly retreat to his side.

It was not until dinner time that Emperor Xuan Zhao approached the inner room of the imperial study. At this time, Fu Ronghua was standing at the window, looking at the dim scene outside the palace.

As if she heard the footsteps, she slowly turned around, her eyes were filled with water, and she stood there, charming and bright.

Emperor Xuan Zhao came up to her and said, "It's time to go." His voice was low, revealing an inexplicable emotion.

Fu Ronghua nodded slowly, stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve, "Your Majesty, I want to eat loquat dew tonight."

Emperor Xuan Zhao held her hand, and his large sleeves fell down to cover the clasped hands, "Okay."

He led her out of the imperial study. Fu Ronghua looked back. It was getting dark, and candlelight was lit in the imperial study. It was dim and dark, which made people feel a little more depressed.

Back in the Chenji Hall, the steward of the imperial kitchen led the people to serve the food. Fu Ronghua raised his head and looked at the female officer following behind the steward. She was still wearing a purple robe, with her hair in a high bun, and her whole face was serious and dignified.

She held the handkerchief and walked forward quietly, speaking in a steady and respectful tone, "Slave, please cleanse your hands."

She knelt down in front of Fu Ronghua, lowering her head respectfully, never looking directly at her.

Fu Ronghua was quiet for a moment, stretched out his hand and dropped it into the basin of the little palace maid on the side, then picked up the handkerchief and wiped his hand clean.

During the whole process, the two of them had no interaction at all. She left with all the maids, and Fu Ronghua didn't even look at her.

The loquat dew was placed in front of her by Emperor Xuan Zhao. Fu Ronghua lowered his eyebrows, raised his hand to scoop up a spoonful, and was about to put it in his mouth, but Emperor Xuan Zhao held his hand down and said, "Ku, don't drink too much.

"

Fu Ronghua paused, raised his head and smiled like a flower, "Your Majesty is worried, I am not afraid of bitterness." She drank sip after sip, and the bitter taste disappeared in her mouth, but she still smiled.

She didn't seem to have any grudge. She put down the spoon and quietly picked up the white jade lotus root slices in front of her. There was still a bitter taste in her mouth, but her expression did not change at all.
Chapter completed!