Chương 147: A Slippery Ground [IV]

It was nearly the end of July, and the weather was still very hot. Yang Yiting was waiting under the corridor outside the Harmony Hall. The noon sun was unbridled and projected on her body. The complicated clothes and skirts of ancient times added another layer of warmth.

There seemed to be beads of sweat dripping down her temples, Yang Yiting raised her hand to wipe them, and couldn't help but cursed in her heart.

This old emperor could really enjoy taking his time to sleep. She and Meng Yuan have been waiting here for nearly an hour, and he hadn't woken up from his nap.

It was a pity that she used to think that Emperor Ming was a good emperor who was diligent in his duty and loved the people.

"Yiting'er, squat down." Meng Yuan took her hand and said in a cold tone.

Yang Yiting squatted down according to the instruction and asked. "What's the matter, A-Yuan, is there any thing wrong?"