"Your Majesty, I pay my respects. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace."

Zhen Huan and Liu Zhu seemed to panic at this moment, and Liu Zhu hurriedly tugged at Zhen Huan's sleeve.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty."

Zhen Huan realized what was happening and immediately knelt down with Liu Zhu to pay their respects.

"Your Majesty, Lady Zhen pays your respects. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace."

"Get up, everyone."

The chubby orange cat, somewhat annoyed that Sun Miaoqing had spoiled his fun, asked, "What are you doing here?"

Of course we came to watch the show! No matter how well the actors on stage perform, it can't compare to your performance.

Unfortunately, Fatty Orange and Huanhuan are still too reserved; they don't know the advantages of being under the trees and among the flowers in the Imperial Garden.

Like a raccoon dog in the night, or a flirtatious butterfly on a brothel, that's what you call exciting.

Sun Miaoqing said, "I saw that the spring scenery was beautiful today, with mandarin ducks entwined and butterflies fluttering in pairs in the Imperial Garden, so I came out for a stroll."

"I never expected to see the Emperor and Consort Wan chatting here while I was walking. It's not appropriate to disturb them."

"Just as I was about to leave, the Emperor discovered me. Your Majesty, what a coincidence!"

Zhen Huan was too ashamed to raise her head. Her relationship with the Emperor was based on affection but remained within the bounds of propriety. Sun Miaoqing's assumptions about them were far too far-fetched...

That's utterly shameless!

Even if she were to die, she would never be able to indulge in debauchery with the Emperor under any tree or among any flowers in broad daylight!

But the big, fat orange cat has been through countless battles and has long since mastered the ability to remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses before it.

Sun Miaoqing had heard all sorts of foul language and obscenities; such a trivial matter was not worth mentioning!

Big Fat Orange didn't want to pay attention to her; looking at her would only annoy him.

When he looked at Zhen Huan, the chubby orange cat's expression softened considerably, and he slowly said, "I didn't mean to hide it from you. It was just that you didn't recognize me, so I did it on a whim. Please don't take offense..."

Zhen Huan said, "This concubine dares not. On the contrary, this concubine is unaware of His Majesty's identity and may have been negligent."

"You are very good, there is nothing wrong with you."

After saying that, the chubby orange turned to Sun Miaoqing and instructed, "Consort Cheng, if you have nothing to do, you can continue to come to Yangxin Hall every afternoon to serve her by grinding ink."

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【You want to arrest me and send me to jail again? You're dreaming, Fatty Orange!】