C55 No choice

"Empress, this Esteemed Empress Lan wants you to gift meat broth to him everyday. I'm afraid that this … It's not a good intention. " Following behind Imperial Consort Qiong, Fang Chun followed the Empress as they walked back to the palace, while at the same time, she couldn't help but guess the intentions of the Imperial Consort Lan.

"I know." Ye Qiongjiang sneered, he did not care at all