After leaving the Imperial Study, following the path towards the Imperial Garden, the chrysanthemums in the garden were in full bloom, even though winter was just around the corner—clearly, the gardeners had put much effort into this.
"Your Majesty, the weather is turning cold, please put on your cloak," Palace Attendant Lenglei said softly, holding the cloak in her hands and asking the deep in thought Empress.
"Uh, oh, now that you mention it, I do feel a bit cold. Put it on," Feng Xuxu, who had just come back to reality, said with a light smile.
The fiery red cloak enveloped her proud figure as she stood quietly in the chrysanthemum garden, her eyes warm with a gentle smile as she looked at the colorful chrysanthemums in the courtyard.
In the afternoon, Dugu Chen had his men take a large roll of drawings and several eunuchs moved it to Yangxin Hall.
