Rong Jing's dark peach blossom eyes surged with emotions of unwillingness. He lowered his gaze, took out the ring from his bosom, gritted his teeth, and was about to walk inside.
"Your Highness, please stop."
A figure in a dark blue robe appeared before him, the voice deep and hoarse, characteristic of a eunuch. The hair at the temples was frosted with gray; it was Zhang Ruoshui, the Chief Eunuch most trusted by the Emperor.
"Can I, can I not go in either?"
Rong Jing inquired, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure. Yet, he didn't know why he subconsciously lowered his voice along with Zhang Ruoshui.
He feared disturbing the three inside the hall.
Zhang Ruoshui shook his head helplessly. "The Emperor has decreed that no one is to disturb the Qianyuan Hall today. Perhaps Your Highness could come later... The Emperor might be dining with the Fifth Prince and Princess Consort Xiao."
