"Oh, isn't this the Noble Consort? What brings you here at this hour? Are you here to see His Majesty?"
When Zhang Dequan caught a glimpse of Mingshu, he was stunned for a moment and almost thought he was seeing things.
As soon as he recognized the visitor, his face lit up with a wide smile, and he hurried forward to greet her, eager to please.
Anyone with eyes could see that His Majesty was in a foul mood these past few days. Those with duties in the Qianqing Palace wished they could attach their heads to their belts, and even he was chased out today, now at his wits' end.
The sight of Mingshu sparked a moment of inspiration in his mind.
Right, how could he have forgotten about this esteemed master?
It must be said, the Noble Consort's timing was impeccable!
"Eunuch Zhang." Mingshu, seeing his demeanor, was somewhat flattered; after all, this Eunuch Zhang, though kindly in appearance, was not so easy to deal with in the original story.
