Yaoyao jumped down from the side of the window when she heard him.
She was mad at Beitang You but the others were not responsible for her anger and she did not want to lash out at them.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang." She went toward him and thanked him politely as she took the tea from him and drank it.
Zhang Yu looked at her adoringly.
She was quite a good girl.
Her resemblance to Lu Liangwei made him feel closer to her.
At this thought, he simply said, "His Majesty ascended the throne when he was nine and he did not have an easy life during this time. He put his heart and soul into managing the imperial court and his imperial harem is still empty to this date."
When Yaoyao heard this, she lifted her eyes to glance at him and asked with curiosity, "Really? Could he have some sort of hidden illness?"
