After they finished dinner, the two entered the inner chambers. Yun Zhao waved her hand to dismiss everyone, then looked at Feng Yi and said, "There is something I wish to discuss with the Emperor."
It was rare for Feng Yi to see Yun Zhao looking so serious. He reached out, pulled her to his side, and said with a smile, "What is it?"
'He's so improper.'
Song Yunzhao shot him a glare and sat up straight. "I'm being serious," she said.
Feng Yi suppressed a laugh. "Go on. I'm listening."
Song Yunzhao was at a loss for words.
'His hand is still on my waist. How am I supposed to talk like this?'
Feng Yi tactfully withdrew his hand and glanced at her, as if to say, 'You can talk now, right?'
Song Yunzhao began to explain. "There haven't been any major incidents in the palace recently, but minor things keep happening. Consort Shu and I feel like someone is pulling the strings from behind the scenes."
"You mean what you said before, about Xu Ji leaving the palace?"
