The time returns to after Meng Yao left the palace—
Noble Consort An sat in the palace for a while and then went to find Emperor Jing.
"So, was Madam Zhao satisfied with the banquet this time?" Emperor Jing impatiently asked Noble Consort An, "Was she happy or not?"
Noble Consort An thought for a moment and then replied, "I suppose she was satisfied?"
There was good food and drink, and no neglect.
She was accompanied in conversation the whole time.
No one made her feel left out.
"That's good, that's good. If she's happy, maybe she'll change her mind!" Emperor Jing said.
"A woman's heart doesn't get soothed that quickly, Your Majesty. Such matters shouldn't be rushed," Noble Consort An said, "You need to be attentive, patient, and coax her gently."
"You're right," Emperor Jing nodded, "You did well with this matter; I've noted it."
"Sister Meng is a good person, and I don't wish for her to be wronged," said Noble Consort An.
