Just the thought of it had already conjured up a vision in Gu Yu's mind of herself basking in triumph and authority. She gave a cold snort, "The Empress sent me to the Eastern Palace to take care of His Highness. Is it wrong for me to be concerned about him?"
"Of course not." Eunuch Sanbao chuckled, "You are the elder; it is only natural for you to care for the younger generation. Not only I, but even His Highness must respect and revere you. However, while it is good to be concerned, Aunt must also understand His Highness a little. He really is fatigued today; he rested as soon as he returned. If he could be seen, would I have kept Aunt waiting outside the door?"
From the time the Crown Prince refused her yesterday, Gu Yu has least wanted to hear people comment on her age, hinting at her unworthiness to be the Crown Prince's woman.
The words of Eunuch Sanbao were undoubtedly a stab at her wound, piercing exactly where it hurt.
