The Emperor summoned Chu Qianli to the palace for an audience.
Although she had mentally prepared for it, the timing couldn't be more tight, could it?
Fu Long was also somewhat surprised when he saw Chu Qianli in the palace.
"So tired, didn't you rest well after returning?" he asked quietly, lowering his voice.
Chu Qianli couldn't help but yawn.
"There is a lot to do at the Duke Residence, I couldn't sleep."
Heaven knows how much she wanted to sleep?
Even a body of iron couldn't withstand such back and forth exhaustion, not to mention a woman who had miscarried less than a month ago?
Rubbing her somewhat sore eyes, Chu Qianli took advantage of the moment when the eunuch Qing was walking ahead to report, and whispered, "Is there something happening in the palace?"
"Nothing, The Emperor is probably just happy knowing that Prince Xuan has been rescued. Of course..."