Duo Fu gave the little eunuch a look. If he wasn't sure if it would annoy the Emperor, he would not say it.
The young eunuch gritted his teeth. Manager Duofu would rather die than die.
He could only die.
" The head palace maid beside the Imperial Consort came and said that the Imperial Consort went back to the palace and cried for the entire night. She said that she had let down His Majesty and that it was difficult for her to forgive herself. She wrote a letter of apology to His Majesty and even cut her hair-"
"Why did you cut your hair?" Emperor Yong Ping stood up.
Her body, hair, and skin were all inherited from her parents. Cutting her hair was a big deal.
"Where's the letter?"
The young eunuch looked behind him with trepidation." He's waiting outside the hall.""The Emperor didn't say if he wanted to see it or not, so how could he dare to bring it in?
