Chapter 57: Eyes Filled with Hatred

Lian Hua was stunned for a moment; before she could react, her handkerchief had already been taken away. She always felt that His Majesty was somewhat in a hurry.

The Emperor straightened his expression and said, "Alright, let it be. I still need to review the memorials brought back. Just do whatever you want to do."

With that, he turned and walked to his personal desk, closing the topic. He feared if she remembered something else to reclaim, whether he would return it or not could put him, the majestic Emperor, in an awkward position.

"Oh." Lian Hua scratched her head, feeling quite perplexed. The handkerchief was originally for His Majesty, so taking it wasn't a big deal, but it seemed like His Majesty didn't wish to continue this topic, which puzzled her.

If she couldn't understand, then she wouldn't think about it. Today, she would practice her calligraphy. Her handwriting had been improving greatly—even His Majesty had said she was making rapid progress, humph.