Zhou Wuchang gave Yingbao a once-over: "I hardly recognize you anymore."
Now the small child had fully grown into a young lady, and as he had not seen her for several years, he felt somewhat confounded.
But his apprentice's facial features remained the same, and her personality hadn't changed either. She didn't fear him one bit.
Zhou Wuchang took the seat at the head, saying to Yingbao: "Sit."
The palace attendants on either side hurriedly fetched a chair for Yingbao to sit in.
The imperial consort Shu also put aside her thoughts, carefully serving tea and water next to the emperor.
"Why didn't you come to see me after you arrived in Beijing?" Zhou Wuchang lifted his teacup and took a sip.
Yingbao: "You're very busy, master. I didn't want to disturb you unless it was something important."
Zhou Wuchang did not express agreement or disagreement, he said: "I heard from old man Wu that you have sent him a lot of fruit. Why didn't you send me any?"