The next day. Yang Le had been visiting the Queen's palace in the early morning, fulfilling the Queen's invitation sent via Pao Tu last night. Crown Prince Yang Le sat enjoying his tea gracefully. The Queen had just entered the Phoenix hall and sat in her place, looking at Yang Le with her usually sharp and expressionless eyes. The hall is a private family place, so not much formality there.
"How is your Brother, is he alright?" she asked.
Yang Le smiled, not expecting that the first words the woman said were his brother, who else but Hong Er, that's very unlikely his Queen Mother.
"Hey, he's fine, he's getting more stubborn as the days go by, do Mother want to see him?"
The Queen pursed her mouth.