"I just fear those few people from Qingshan won't be peaceful, like that Xiao Ran. Although she doesn't dare anger the Emperor, she clearly harbors resentment due to the 'Xiao family' affairs. Especially as she enters the palace this time, she must see Noble Princess Consort Xiao... It's another trouble. Should we send someone to take Noble Princess Consort Xiao out of the palace to avoid it?"
Xu Zhenguan lightly hummed the Spring God's Rhyme. Today, she was particularly lazy and leisurely. She raised her hand with a flick, and the pink peach blossoms on the ground were swept up by a gust of wind, gathering in her palm:
"If she wants to see, let her. She's a pitiful person too."
Mo Chou hesitated: "The Emperor is benevolent, just..."
"Don't worry. If you can think of these things, Mr. Zhao surely already has thought of them too. Leave these matters for him to mess with." Xu Zhenguan slowly lay down on the soft couch, and before long, gentle snores could be heard.