Liu Che left Changle Palace and wanted to return to Xuanshi, but he stopped halfway and turned to Jiaofang Palace.
There was no incense burning in the hall. Chen Jiao took a nap and felt a little better. She was leaning on the couch and reading a bamboo scroll. Her black hair was spread out behind her, as silky as brocade.
Liu Che waved away the eunuchs and palace maids and walked straight into the hall.
Chen Jiao looked up when she heard the voice, but she did not stand up to salute. She just put down the bamboo slips, supported her chin with one hand, and smiled lazily: "Your Majesty, why are you here at this time?"
"Why not?"
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