Xiao Liulang paused, pinching the handkerchief in his hand.
Eventually, he did not withdraw his hand, but gently wiped her forehead.
Eunuch Wei had prepared a chamber for the two of them and invited them to rest.
"I don't need to, you go and rest," Gu Jiao said to Xiao Liulang.
Xiao Liulang hesitated: "I don't need to either."
Gu Jiao stayed up all night with the patient.
Xiao Liulang stayed up all night with her.
The palace was shrouded in deep silence, with silhouettes projected in the cold window, branches and moon clung to each other in the cloud, a night of tranquility.
Early in the morning, Empress Dowager Zhuang went to court to continue her affair of political regency behind a curtain. Almost all the officials were present, except for the drowsy Marquis of Xuanping, including the newly appointed Principal of Guozijian and the Grand Marshal.
Empress Dowager Zhuang sat behind a string of black pearls, dignified and dignified.
