Old Master Wen Kang felt somewhat uneasy, as if confirming his suspicions. Involuntarily leaning forward, his fingers trembled, yet he maintained a composed facade.
"Noble Consort," Old Master Wen Kang began, "after The Emperor awoke…" He stopped after a few words, for Noble Consort Wen must have already grasped his implication.
Noble Consort Wen did not answer, her mind replaying the recent events. However, her impression of Emperor Jingzhi was still strangely unfamiliar. Except for the first few years when he could still rise from his bed, she indeed enjoyed a period of favor and was fortunate to bear two children. Since then, no other prince or princess had been born in the palace.
Despite this, Noble Consort Wen felt distant from Emperor Jingzhi, unclear about the temperament of the man who spent most of his time bedridden.
