"Your Majesty... wants to see peonies?"
Chen Chong slightly frowned.
"Yes, His Majesty is becoming more like a child."
Nalan Xuance said with a helpless smile, "In this bitter cold of the twelfth month, where can we find peonies? Several princes persuaded His Majesty not to be willful, but alas... this time His Majesty's wish is very strong, insisting on dressing up to go out, I could only accompany him."
"I've heard that in the Imperial City, it's like spring all year round, there is a garden in the palace where Qi Refining Masters specifically irrigate."
Chen Chong lowered his eyelids again, "Whatever flower His Majesty likes... should be visible..."
"Indeed."
Nalan Xuance laughed again, "His Majesty did see them. But after such a fuss, half the night passed, and the illness... also worsened..."
"For us to wait half the night is a trivial matter, waiting all night is also no problem."
Chen Chong said indifferently, "But this illness is no trivial matter."
