She and His Majesty truly had a tacit understanding, just as she was coincidentally making clothes for him, he happened to want them, how lovely.
Thus, the Emperor could finally breathe a sigh of relief, having managed to "keep" the secret for his Little Concubine with great difficulty.
Once Lian Hua had finished laughing, she didn't forget what the Emperor had just said and solemnly promised, "I won't write poems when delivering meals anymore, Your Majesty, so you can focus on eating."
"Nannan is really good," the Emperor said with a smile as he gently touched her head.
"And I won't learn poetry from Consort Fang Pin anymore." No need for that.
"Mmm," the Emperor's smile widened, even more pleased.
"It's fortunate that what I agreed to learn from Consort Fang Pin just now was something else, otherwise, I would have gone back on my word." Thankfully, thankfully.
"..." The Emperor's smile vanished completely.
At this time, in Nanny Qi's room.
