This was the largest rain that the capital had welcomed since spring. The magnificent capital was enveloped in a violent storm, and even the palace guarded by the emperor was no exception.
In the imperial study, Emperor Jing Xuan was reviewing the memorials.
Bean-sized raindrops hit the door and windows, but Emperor Jing Xuan seemed to not notice.
It was not until Eunuch Fu reminded him softly, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. Rest for a while."
Emperor Jing Xuan rubbed his sore eyebrows. "What time is it?"
Eunuch Fu said, "It's midnight."
Emperor Jing Xuan said, "Who was here just now?"
Eunuch Fu smiled and said, "Yumei from Qixiang Palace."
Emperor Jing Xuan frowned. "Is Consort Xian in trouble again?"
Eunuch Fu smiled. "The thunder was loud and shocked Consort Xian."
Emperor Jing Xuan thought for a moment and said, "I'll go see Consort Xian later."
"Yes." Eunuch Fu waved at the young eunuch outside the door.
