"Mother, who did you go to see so late at night?"
Rong Miaoyan stood in the center of the sleeping hall, her dark golden cloak trailing the ground. Her face was as beautiful and delicate as ever, yet exceptionally pale. Her dark eyes watched Su Zhixue intently, a slight reddening around her eyes.
Ever since she learned that Su Zhixue was actually forced into marriage by Rong Jing, and her thoughts went to her deceased third uncle, Rong Miaoyan had not called Su Zhixue "Empress Mother" but addressed her as "Mother."
Because Miaoyan knew that her mother was so disdainful of the Emperor and did not wish to be his Empress at all.
"I... I just returned from checking on the Yonghua Palace's Buddhist hall, that's all. Miaoyan, why did you enter the palace without informing your mother?" Su Zhixue instinctively lied, her gaze tightening as she saw her confidant standing respectfully beside Rong Miaoyan.
