Sitting in the sedan chair, the Noble Consort had regained her usual expression.
Although His Majesty usually respected her and was willing to take care of her dignity, and she was the first one summoned by him this time, but she still felt a bit restless. She could never figure out what was really on His Majesty's mind.
It hadn't been long since the flower-viewing banquet, and she could still vividly recall the lunch she shared with His Majesty. Even though she tried everything, she couldn't coax a smile out of him; he maintained a serious expression throughout the meal, more silent than usual, and left as soon as lunch was finished.
She couldn't understand whether His Majesty was still angry about what happened during the flower-viewing banquet. Three days had passed, and although she had already punished Beauty Li, she still wasn't sure about His Majesty's attitude.