After dinner, Emperor Jiawen got up to leave.
The Empress was a little surprised. "Your Majesty, you-you're not staying with me tonight?"
Emperor Jiawen's face was stoic. "It's almost October."
The Empress paused, and complex feelings grew in her.
October. It did not mean anything to others, but it was especially special to Emperor Jiawen since Consort Wan died in October.
In all these years, Emperor Jiawen's mood would always be especially gloomy around October, and he would never spend the night with his concubines.
The Empress knew the rule, but she forgot about it in the spur of the moment since Emperor Jiawen agreed to release the Crown Prince and get help for the Fourth Princess.
"It's my mistake! I ask for forgiveness, Your Majesty." The Empress lowered her head and concealed the hatred that flashed across her eyes.
Emperor Jiawen waved his arms. "You, go check on Zhen Zhen."
With that, he left.