C311 Bodhi fruit

Xue Ronghua, bored to death, twisted the handkerchief in her hand and waited for a long time for the Consort Zhao to come out unsteadily from the back hall. Then, she smiled at her and bowed, "My daughter greets the Consort Zhao Empress."

"You're still talking about my daughter? She's already a person who's about to become a Princess Duan, all you have to do is call me Chenqie