Chapter 73 : The Cliché of Operas

Hong Liu clear up the table after while Xian Zhen sat outside again, she set up a makeshift bed for herself as she set the bed for him, she put a sandalwood incense in the burner, he must be so worried about his son. This will soothe his nerve. She looks around her humble hut...well Zhou Feng's really but now it is hers, she made it comfortable and as lively as possible in her income she earned from the eatery. Xian Zhen is The Emperor, he must be used to luxury and now he has to live here, though she is proud of her hut. It might be not comfortable for him. Poor Xian Zhen.

Xian Zhen enters the room, the scent of sandalwood incense enveloping his senses, that's his favourite scent. 

Hong Liu smiled at she saw him.

"You roam around enough, let me check on your wound and then you rest well, sit here," She indicates him to sit on the bed and he did.