The wife of Prince Qin stood up and nodded softly, her figure looked as if it were about to collapse.
She certainly wanted to, but she needed an opportunity!
"Yes, Your Majesty the Empress!"
"Hmm, you may leave. I am tired today!" The Empress supported her head with one hand, looking exceptionally weary.
Gu Youyou left Jiaotai Hall with a clear head and an indescribable sense of comfort in her heart.
In the Empress's bedchamber, those several misses had waited until the chrysanthemums had wilted, all awaiting the summons, but no one came.
"Could something unexpected have occurred?"
"What sort of unexpected event could occur? Surely Gu Youyou wouldn't dare to disagree?"
"Why hasn't Her Majesty the Empress summoned us after all this time?"
"If you're not summoned, just wait. Her Majesty the Empress won't ask you to stay overnight."
Meanwhile, the Empress had clearly forgotten about those misses. Her son was infertile and sick; it was a great shame. How could she sit still?
