"Everyone, leave us," Noble Consort Wan waved her hand slightly, dismissing the palace maids and eunuchs from the hall. Noble Consort Wan enjoyed solitude and often dismissed the attendants, a quirk they had grown accustomed to.
With the attendants gone, only Zhu Youji and Noble Consort Wan remained in the hall. Noble Consort Wan, who had previously exuded grace and elegance, suddenly transformed into a timid woman, softly greeting, "Greetings, Your Highness."
Zhu Youji raised an eyebrow inwardly, thinking, "What's this? A chameleon?"
Externally, Zhu Youji maintained his usual aloof demeanor and uttered a nonchalant "Hmm," before walking over to a recliner and sitting down.
Noble Consort Wan obediently stood aside, appearing timid, like a student meeting her teacher.