"After that day, the two of them really didn't get tired of being together again." In the Lingxiao Palace, Yuzhu knelt down to report to Queen Mother Zhang about her recent visit to the Hanxiang Palace. "The one surnamed Lin even looked at His Majesty's face. Your Majesty She is always indifferent when talking to her. She really takes herself seriously, so His Majesty just tolerates her. He might as well kick her out earlier, so why bother being angry with a cheap slave."
Zhang Xueyun was leaning on the couch, being served by three or five palace maids and two-faced heads. Mingxiang was squeezing her shoulders, and Cuilan was burning tea and incense beside her, while Li and Li were kneeling on the tuanfu and praying with all their heart. He tried his best to beat Queen Mother Zhang's legs and put cakes to her mouth.
The incense in the room made Zhang Xueyun drowsy. She squinted her eyes and said with a contented look: "Since His Majesty loves her, let her go. Who doesn't have all kinds of emotions?"
Yuzhu said: "That's true, but she shouldn't neglect His Majesty. A few days ago, His Majesty delayed the morning court by combing her hair. Last night, His Majesty hadn't gone to bed yet, but she went to bed first. She didn't regard herself as a slave at all. The other people in the palace called her 'Lin Xianzhang' because of His Majesty's sake. Does she really think that she is the same as those monks outside?"
"Okay, okay," Empress Dowager Zhang said impatiently, "The Ai family has heard enough. It's just a couple having an quarrel. So tonight, you can take some Hehuan powder from the Ai family and light it in the incense burner at night. Tomorrow, They naturally reconciled."
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