On the other hand, Mo Ruyue hastened her horse back to the palace. She changed her clothes first, then rudely instructed the little palace maid beside her to wash her hands.
"Hurry up and get me something to eat. I'm starving."
The little palace maid was also a clever one. Upon hearing Mo Ruyue's words, she guessed that she must not have eaten lunch, so she hurriedly went out to give instructions.
"Hey, I don't want too many dishes. Four or five is enough."
Mo Ruyue did not know if the little palace maid had heard her, but she had gone to visit Imperial Concubine Li.
Imperial Concubine Li was drinking ginseng and black-bone chicken soup under the service of the shadow guards.
Seeing that Mo Ruyue had returned, she hurriedly smiled at her.
Imperial Concubine Li was a beautiful person. Even though her face and lips were pale, her smile still had the beauty of a sick beauty.
Imperial Concubine Li had breathed out in the morning.
