"Stop crying, this is not your fault." Zhang Chengyan raised his hand and gently patted her back.
"Your Majesty, could you stay and keep me company? I know that Noble Consort Zhao is waiting for you, and I wouldn't dare to ask for too much, but if you could just stay for a moment, I would be completely content."
Wen Chuyun lowered her head slightly, adopting a posture of extreme humility. She looked so pitiful and heart-wrenching that no one could have refused her.
Chapter 221