The palace maid waiting outside the restroom blushed furiously as Aunt Cui, who supervised all the affairs of Jade Fragment Pavilion, entered through the door and peered inside behind the curtain of beads and the screen.
That single glance filled her eyes with laughter, as if she had eaten ginseng fruit, contented from the inside out.
The Noble Consort's behavior towards His Majesty was peculiar, and Aunt Cui, as her personal attendant, had long noticed; yet, given the current situation, what could be more important than winning His Majesty's favor?
However, the scene inside the restroom was quite different from what she had imagined!
"Majesty… immortal… ah, immortal master…"
Her words were met with a muffled grunt.
"Immortal… immortal master reporting… Zhen… wuwu…"
Maybe out of impatience, or perhaps as a punishment for her distraction at this time, the sounds that followed grew more rapid and desperate, a series of moans and sighs, with no coherent sentences forthcoming.
