Jin Weige gazed at her exquisitely made-up reflection in the mirror, filled with satisfaction. Suddenly, she shifted the subject. "However, why did the Emperor suddenly grace my palace with his presence?"
The Emperor had not set foot in Yaoguang Palace for a long time. The last time she had managed to keep him, it was only by feigning illness. Moreover, it had been clear that the Emperor had no intention of staying the night then; had Wen Chuyun not enticed him, it would have been difficult to succeed. Yesterday, however, the Emperor had been impatient to be intimate with her the moment he arrived, which was truly uncharacteristic.
The palace maid bit her lip slightly, hesitated for a moment, and replied in a soft voice, "Your Ladyship, I heard that it was Noble Consort Zhao who had been brewing nourishing soups for the Emperor. Before this, the Emperor was so consumed with anger over the Imperial Concubine Wen affair that the Imperial Hospital sent physicians daily to check on his health."
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