Black Eggs and Consort Yun (1)

At this moment, Consort Yun still did not know that His Majesty, the Emperor who had boasted in front of the Empress that he would never come to the Vermilion Bird Palace again, had taken the risk of being slapped in the face and brought a few little black eggs to her bedchamber.

She did not sleep well last night and slept well in the afternoon. She had just woken up and had already instructed the small kitchen to make food for her.

While waiting for dinner, she went to the bathroom to take a petal bath.

The prime of youth was easily gone, but no one had stipulated that an old woman could not treat herself well. It was true that Consort Yun had no power or influence in the harem, and it was also true that she did not have money to rely on. However, she had never lived as an undemanding woman.

Even if she died, she would die beautifully.