Fu Lao Da did not respond but walked straight toward Nan Feng, bending down in front of her. As Nan Feng was sitting, his bending made her think of some kind of wall slam, so she couldn't help but scoot back a bit.
Resulting in Fu Lao Da extending his hand to pick up the handkerchief he had dropped, then smiling at Nan Feng, "You dropped something. Off you go!"
"..." Ruffian!
...
Inside the Imperial Palace of Dashun.
The Emperor was listening to Tuoba Lie's report about the military department's reorganization alongside the Empress. After hearing it, naturally, there were no objections; he simply waved his hand, "Lielie, just do as you think is best. You are now very familiar with leading troops and waging wars, so your father trusts you."
"Thank you, Father.'
"However, ever since you brought that lady named Nan Feng back to the palace, your father has not seen her. Where is she now?" Tuoba Xing asked.
"She is in the residence where your son used to live," Tuoba Lie said.