Traditional Craftsmanship

Zhu Youji diligently performed foot reflexology, maintaining his focus to prevent wandering thoughts.

Upon hearing Noble Consort Wan's inquiry, he pondered for a moment before replying, "If it pleases Mother, I humbly request mercy for her."

Continuing to knead the feet, Zhu Youji consciously kept his gaze fixed, resisting the temptation of distraction. The dazzling white legs were immensely captivating, often leading his eyes astray as if guided by an unseen force, which was quite vexing.

Gratefully, Zhu Youji embraced his unwavering resolve, lest he betray any hint of weakness.

It would be disastrous if he harbored any ill intentions towards Noble Consort Wan, who, unlike his birth mother, was merely an impostor. He understood the peril of such thoughts.