"Come in," Qiu Tang said blandly.
The palace doors opened, and Li Tianyang walked in with two soldiers in tow.
As a minister, seeing the Emperor's woman late at night required others to be present; otherwise, rumors would not sound pleasant.
"Subordinate Li Tianyang, pays respects to Lady Qiu."
Although Qiu Tang was now a deposed Empress, she was not someone they could afford to offend.
"Rise," Qiu Tang said. Then, she laid down the pen in her hand, "What brings you to see me?"
Li Tianyang instinctively glanced around.
"What are you looking for?" Qiu Tang's willow-like brows furrowed slightly.
Li Tianyang hastily turned back, respectfully saying, "I came to see how Lady Qiu's injuries were. If the Emperor asks, I should know what to answer."
"Much better, no need to worry."
"Then I am relieved."
Qiu Tang looked at Li Tianyang indifferently, "Do you have other matters?"
