Seeing there was no way to avoid it, Ye Xinyan glanced into the pavilion again. Inside the small pavilion, apart from the Emperor in the main seat, there was also the Cabinet Prime Minister Han Yanhui seated below him.
Emperor Qianqing visiting his son's home, leading a minister along—no, strictly speaking, this was a pair of in-laws, coming to inspect the son and daughter's household property?
But adding her and Zhou Biyao into this combination seemed inappropriate no matter how one looked at it.
Chang Garden was already small. If one bent on seeing the entire scenery leisurely, it would indeed take some time. However, from where Ye Xinyan was, entering that small pavilion was really not much of a walk.
On these few steps, Zhou Biyao tugged at Ye Xinyan's sleeve, silently asking, "What's going on? Who is he?"
You're astonishingly obtuse!
Ye Xinyan rolled her eyes slightly and replied to her in a barely audible voice, "That's His Majesty."