"Why has the Emperor graced this humble concubine with his presence?" Noble Consort Wang hurried forward to bow, but Emperor Yuan immediately raised her to her feet.
"Can I not come to see my beloved consort?"
"Of course you can. Cuicui, go brew a pot of tea." Noble Consort Wang hastily gave instructions for tea to be brewed, then began massaging the Emperor's temples herself. "His Majesty's complexion is poor. Is something troubling you? If it concerns court affairs, you needn't speak of it." There was a hint of pampered spoiledness and worry in her tone.
Chapter 51