The Emperor pointed angrily at Yi Qing, but did not say anything in the end.
"This matter cannot be avoided. Come, let me take a look at the emperor's pulse." Yi Qing said generously.
"No need." The emperor flung his sleeves and placed his arm on the table firmly. "This emperor has been busy with official affairs lately, and has no time to worry about the harem matters."
"Oh, you don't even dare to give it a try. Your majesty already has a mental illness." Yi Qing was full of sympathy.
Even though he knew that he would be angered to death by Yi Qing, the Emperor still decided to vent his anger himself. "I think the Grand Princess will send an ugly woman into your General's Estate and let you watch her every day."
"Being ugly looks at people's hearts. I don't have to worry that my heart will be so ugly if it can be seen from my face." Yi Qing looked relaxed.
"Don't think that I don't know. You must have done it." The Emperor said confidently.