Mu Qing returned quickly and whispered, "My Lady, the Emperor is at Yaohua Palace right now."
An Shutong wasn't surprised in the least. She nodded lightly and said, "Then I can't go over today."
"My Lady..." Mu Qing didn't quite understand her mistress. The Emperor was at Yaohua Palace. Wasn't this the perfect time to go pay her respects?
An Shutong waved her hand dismissively. "You don't understand."
Mu Qing truly didn't understand. 'But isn't Ming Fei being too possessive, monopolizing the Emperor like this?' she thought. 'There are so many women in the harem. Does she expect everyone else to sleep in an empty bed?'
An Shutong took out the needlework she had been occupied with earlier. It was a child's outer garment, covered in fine, dense stitches. The embroidered tiger heads were incredibly lifelike.
