Feng Wuya and Long Tianliu had left.
Long Ziyue still couldn't understand why he would be together with the Empress.
Given Feng Wuya's temperament, if he were unwilling, even if the Empress forced him, he would definitely choose death over submission.
"Ziyue," just now, because Prince Consort was ill, the Empress did not summon her, and she didn't dare to intrude.
Now that the Empress had left, Prince Consort immediately had someone support him to come out and approached the woman.
"They..."
"I don't understand either." Long Ziyue helped her sit down, waved her hand, and the maids immediately withdrew.
Although many here were Prince Consort's own people, brought in from outside the palace,
even though the Empress confined her to the palace, she at least hadn't pressured her to a desperate situation.
Under her supervision, Prince Consort still had some freedom.
