The magnificent Yaohua Palace.
An zixuan, who had just been driven back to the palace by eunuch Wang Xi, was a little uneasy. He pinched his fingers, and his beautiful face was a little worried as he asked his servant uneasily.
"Your Majesty is really angry with me this time, right?"
The servant bowed respectfully and comforted him in a soft voice, ""My Lord, don't think too much. His Majesty dotes on you so much, how could he bear to blame you?"
Even though he said so.
However, this attendant was filled with disdain and jealousy towards an zixuan.
The Emperor was so good to him, but this an guijun still didn't know how to be satisfied. He didn't know what he was talking about every day. How good would it be if the Emperor liked him ...
The attendant's delicate face couldn't help but have a hint of hope that was hard to detect.
