At that time, the Empress Dowager didn't think much of it.
However, the aura of the two remained unmoved, and the distance was extremely, extremely close.
Seemed almost intertwined?!
What on earth?
The Empress Dowager widened her eyes.
She was all alone in the Imperial Palace, waiting for the two to return, expecting them to perhaps engage in a game of stacking dolls?!
No, that won't do.
She must go and see.
But, the distance seemed a bit far, and more importantly, the Imperial Capital couldn't possibly rely on that old fellow in turtle breathing waiting for death, could it?
If something really happened, wouldn't they be slow to react?
"What on earth are those two doing?"
Could it be...
The Empress Dowager seemed to have thought of something, and shocked, she immediately shook her head vigorously, "No, it's impossible. Even though she's a muddle-headed ruler, she wouldn't possibly go and steal Little Ling'Er's man, right?"
