Wang Yongzhu naturally saw the Princess Consort's momentary lapse but remained silent, placing the gold medal on the table and leisurely took a sip of tea.
After a while, the Princess Consort spoke with a trembling voice, "Lady Dingguo, could... could you lend me this gold medal to take a look?"
Wang Yongzhu did not say a word but slightly pushed the gold medal towards the Princess Consort's seat.
The Princess Consort almost snatched the gold medal and clasped it in her palm, taking a deep breath before carefully inspecting the medal.
She especially brushed her fingers over the character on the medal numerous times.
Then she slowly spoke, "Master, no, is His Majesty well nowadays?"
Wang Yongzhu did not reply but instead asked, "Princess Consort, I do not understand your words. Who is your master? And whom do you refer to as His Majesty?"
The Princess Consort's expression changed, her face darkening.
