Gratitude

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Eunuch Yu ran into the Longevity Palace with a happy expression. Because he ran too quickly, the fat on his face trembled, and his hat went askew. When he crossed the threshold, he tripped.

Seeing this scene, the palace maids and eunuchs all glanced sideways. As an old man in the palace, Eunuch Yu had never lost his composure like this.

Empress Dowager Zhou was about to rest after taking the medicine under Nanny Gao's care. Seeing him like this, she frowned unhappily. "It's time to learn the rules. It's inappropriate for you to be so flustered."

"No… that…" Eunuch Yu panted heavily. "His Highness… His Highness is back!"

Fifteen minutes later, a group of people ran out of the Longevity Palace. In the middle was Empress Dowager Zhou's phoenix carriage, followed by lantern-wielding palace servants.

"Faster," Empress Dowager Zhou urged.