The Imperial Palace.
Wen Yuan Palace Hall, Emperor Hui Wen's living quarters.
Consort de was like a kitten, lying in his arms.
Don't look at Emperor Hui Wen's age, but as an Emperor, he had countless natural treasures. With the help of these treasures to nourish his body, he was still very active in some aspects.
This period of time had been too tiring for him.
He had never had a day of comfort.
This wasn't.
For the next two days, the capital was peaceful. When the tense strings were relaxed, they wanted to indulge a little.
Hence.
Just last night, a famous person had called Consort de over.
Although he had many concubines, he loved Consort de the most.
Nothing else.
Consort de was obedient and well-behaved in this aspect. She would do whatever she was told.
He didn't even need to remind her. She could understand it with just a look.
In addition, the murderer of the sixth Prince's death had yet to be caught, and he felt guilty.