Eunuch Fu was still in a state of shock.
He simply couldn't imagine if the Eldest Young Madam of Duke Zhen's Mansion were the daughter of Consort Yun and the Emperor.
The now splendid Imperial Palace would probably have already become ruins.
Even if they palace attendants hadn't died, they surely would have lost arms and legs.
Eunuch Fu wiped his sweat.
The Emperor asked him, "What did you just say?"
Eunuch Fu quickly replied, "The Eldest Young Madam of Duke Zhen's Mansion came to the palace to thank you, Your Majesty, but was stopped by the guards."
"Let her in then," the Emperor said.
"..."
"She's already gone," Eunuch Fu replied guiltily.
"..."
The Emperor looked at the portrait, puzzled as to why he had such a dream.
They say that what you think about during the day, you dream about at night.
