Mi Shan was startled and quickly found a clump of grass nearby to squat down.

"Can you really keep the promise you made to me?"

The woman speaking had a light, melodious voice with a hint of allure.

She was undoubtedly an emperor's concubine.

But why would she be here so late at night, hiding in the bushes and talking to a man?

Who is this man? A guard in the imperial palace?

"Mother, rest assured, I will keep my promise to you. You know better than anyone how I have treated you."

The man's voice was familiar, yet carried a strange tenderness.

This left Mi Shan uncertain.

But... Mother?

In this vast palace, how could he appear here late at night to have a secret rendezvous with the emperor's concubine and even call her "Mother Consort"?

Who else could it be but that person?

But if it really is him, how could he be so audacious as to act recklessly near his father's palace right under his father's nose?

Mi Shan finally couldn't suppress her intense curiosity. She quietly parted the grass and, through the gaps, looked at the two figures in the moonlight.

One of them was tall and handsome, with a straight posture.

His long black hair hung down his back.

His black robe seemed to blend into the night.

The other person was dressed in gorgeous clothes and wore a black hooded cloak.

Her face was completely covered, leaving only her slender, pale hands exposed by the moonlight.

She reached out, almost throwing herself into his arms, and looked up at his handsome face with near reverence.

"How much longer? I'm constantly trying to please the emperor, indulging in his bed, doing things against my conscience. I really can't wait any longer. When are you going to make your move?"