Feng Yi looked up with interest upon hearing this. "What has Wangyou Palace done about it?"
"Anshun, the Chief Eunuch of Wangyou Palace, paid a visit to the Clothing Bureau but was sent away. Since then, there's been no further action from Wangyou Palace."
Feng Yi raised a slight eyebrow. "Let's wait and see."
Hearing that His Majesty had no intention of intervening, Zhang Maoquan suppressed his disappointment and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."
When no further words came from the Emperor, Zhang Maoquan bowed and slowly backed out of the room. He mulled over His Majesty's true attitude toward Wangyou Palace.
'He won't intervene even after she's been wronged like this?'
'Did I guess wrong? Is his treatment of Wangyou Palace no different from any other?'
Zhang Maoquan grumbled to himself, deciding it was best to wait and see.
Another two days passed in the blink of an eye. The conferment ceremony was just around the corner, yet there was still no word from the Clothing Bureau.
