After Song Yunzhao left, Consort Lu went into her study. She gathered her thoughts before picking up her brush to write a letter.
This was about whether her father could rally and regain his footing, so she couldn't take it lightly.
Consort Lu's letter was quickly sent out of the palace and arrived at the Right Minister's Mansion. However, the Right Minister had not yet returned. With the heavy snow, everyone in and out of court was rushed off their feet. By the time he returned to his residence, it was late at night.
Hearing that his daughter had sent a letter, the Right Minister went straight to his study. Inside, the underfloor heating was burning strong. Upon entering, the Right Minister let out a long sigh of relief. He felt frozen solid.
He warmed his hands by the brazier until the stiffness was gone, then finally picked up the letter and opened it.
