Consort De stood outside the Conjugal Phoenix Palace, her heart filled with gloomy apprehension. Knowing Su Ying's personality, she definitely wouldn't let Consort De have it easy.
Consort De braced herself and walked in.
"Your Imperial Highness." Consort De walked into the inner hall and curtsied in the direction of the Phoenix Throne.
"Consort De, no need for formalities. Please take a seat."
The Empress even allowed her to sit?
Consort De's heart was almost in her mouth. She raised her head and glanced at Su Ying. She couldn't see much change in Su Ying's expression, and she couldn't guess what Su Ying was thinking either.
Su Ying sipped the bird's nest porridge without saying a word. Consort De had never been an impatient person before, but today, she was particularly anxious.
