"Duke of Wei, I have something I want to say to you."
"Your Majesty, I also have something to say to the Duke of Wei. Perhaps I should speak first?" the Seventh Prince chimed in.
"I also have something to say."
Su Yuan also spoke up.
"What's going on today? Am I so popular?"
Ning Hong then twisted her neck.
"I'll go first."
The Emperor glanced at the Seventh Prince and Su Yuan, then took the lead and walked into the garden of the Duke's mansion.
Now that it's the dead of winter, the garden is completely deserted.
The emperor stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the slightly gray sky, his mood seemingly very heavy.
"Your Majesty, what do you want to say?" Ning Hongze's lips twitched, at that forty-five-degree angle—
"Duke of Wei, are you blaming me?"
"·····"
"I know you must be blaming me, but I also have my reasons. I swear I will treat Changxi well from now on. Can you help me persuade Changxi?"
Changxi's every move was the same as usual, but Song Zhuo could sense that Changxi was treating him differently than before.
Those eyes, still smiling at him, no longer held him in their gaze.
He finally got Su Yuan as he wished, but for some reason, he felt no joy at all.
He felt even more uneasy the next morning when the Empress smiled and told him to give Su Yuan a title.
"The Empress has been acting very strangely lately."
Something's not right.
"She arranged for women to serve me in bed, and then proactively requested that other women be given titles; she—"
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