Consort Li returned to Changchun Palace.
"I've been waiting all morning—it's exhausting."
Eunuch Wang helped her sit on the Imperial Concubine's Couch and personally brought her a cup of tea. "Your Grace, forgive me for speaking out of turn, but are you truly planning to bring Meng Xiaojiu into His Majesty's harem? She... she is Lu Yuan's guard. Making her His Majesty's bedmate—wouldn't that pose a great danger to His Majesty?"
Consort Li pushed the teacup aside and lazily rubbed her temples. "Precisely because she's one of Lu Yuan's people, she would dare not act recklessly. Otherwise, all the blame would fall on Lu Yuan! No matter how capable Lu Yuan may be, he cannot shoulder the charge of regicide!"
Eunuch Wang suddenly realized, saying, "Your Grace is truly brilliant!"
