C193 Morning dew

Now that his concubine had died, Shiyan Qingjun's anger soared to the heavens. Yun Duan had originally wanted to see this person's angry appearance, but she thought better of it.

"Seems like His Majesty really likes this plum blossom!" Naturally, ever since she entered the palace, His Majesty had never liked anyone so much. Other than Imperial Concubine Chen, she had seen Consort Mei a few times