Upon entering the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Shen Rong looked at Su Mu with a shy expression.
"Your Majesty, the weather has been very dry lately. This afternoon, I personally peeled some pears, added rock sugar, and slowly simmered them for you. It's very good for your throat. Please try it."
Su Mu picked up the sweet soup, took a sip, and found it too sweet and cloying, so she frowned and put it down.
"It's so late, there's no need to come over for these things. Just have the maids bring them over if you need anything."
Upon hearing Su Mu's words, Shen Rong showed a shy expression.
"Your Majesty, I have just not seen you for a long time and I miss you very much."
Su Mu glanced at her but didn't respond. Instead, he continued looking down at the memorials on the table.
Shen Rong thought Su Mu hadn't heard her clearly, so she pouted and stepped forward, leaning closer to Su Mu.
"Your Majesty, it's so late, you should rest. Nothing is more important than your health. If there's anything urgent, just have Yun Tian do it. That boy can't sit still; he's busy from morning till night, and he doesn't even get a hot meal when he gets home. You don't know about his princess; she's never home, and she can't even have a child."
Seeing Shen Rong leaning towards him, Su Mu impatiently shifted his body, distancing himself from Shen Rong. He didn't want to listen to Shen Rong's nagging.
"What else is there? Just say it. What exactly do you want from me?"
Only then did Shen Rong notice the displeasure on Su Mu's face, and she stammered, "Your Majesty, I only came to deliver sweet soup to Your Majesty."
"I'm busy. The sweet soup has been delivered. You may leave now."
Shen Rong originally wanted to talk about Su Yuntian and Mu Jin's divorce, but seeing that Su Mu was in a bad mood, she didn't dare to continue.
"Then I shall take my leave. Your Majesty, please take care of your health and get some rest." She then reluctantly took her leave.
Shen Rong had only taken a few steps when Su Mu couldn't help but say something to her.
"Pink is too delicate and doesn't suit you. Don't wear it anymore."
Shen Rong paused for a moment, then nodded to Su Mu with shame and indignation, saying "Yes," before quickly walking out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
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