Mingshu came to Qianqing Palace for the second time. She had been there once before when she fainted, but she didn't have much memory of it.
The palace was unexpectedly quiet, and the only servant she saw besides Zhang Dequan was no other.
Si Chu had an eccentric temperament; he wouldn't allow others near him, nor did he like having many people in the palace, which is probably why there were even fewer servants in Qianqing Palace than at her place.
No sooner had she stepped through the door than she looked up to see Si Chu seated there, head bowed as he reviewed the memorials, already piled into a small mountain in front of him.
And Zhang Dequan had told her that he wasn't busy?
Mingshu frowned slightly, but she didn't rush to make her presence known, instead standing quietly to the side and observing him.
When Si Chu was quiet, he didn't seem like an Emperor at all, more like a noble young master from a wealthy household.
