In the Imperial Study, wreathed in fragrant mist, Lord Duan, the chief palace eunuch, was whispering something into the emperor's ear.
"Oh! Is that so? Ha-ha-ha!" The emperor burst into uninhibited laughter.
"I never would have expected it! Who could have imagined that the Prime Minister's third daughter would be so devoid of proper manners? Fascinating, simply fascinating."
Chapter 211