Seeing Zhao Zun's serious expression, Han Lei quickly sat up straight.
Only then did Zhao Zun seriously ask, "What did you mean by having me give that bird to the Emperor today?"
"What's wrong? Did the bird cause trouble?" Han Lei's eyebrow twitched, feeling a bit uneasy.
"It didn't cause trouble, but it did amuse the Emperor." Zhao Zun recalled and found it funny himself. He then recounted the amusing incident with the parrot in the court today.
Upon hearing this, Han Lei exhaled a sigh of relief, covering her mouth with a laugh, "Haha, it worked out well."
"What do you mean?" Zhao Zun was puzzled.
Han Lei laughed for a while before leaning toward his ear to explain quietly, "The Emperor has always suspected you of having too much power and being self-important. I sent this bird to him to show that aside from fighting, you only enjoy playing with dogs and birds—not someone who likes to manipulate power. This way, his suspicion of you might lessen somewhat."
