"Your Majesty, the sedan chair is ready," An Fu said hurriedly after seeing Emperor Ji Fei finish reviewing the documents.
Emperor Ji Fei gently rubbed his brow, "Who told you to prepare the sedan chair?"
An Fu was slightly surprised and hesitantly said: "Didn't Your Majesty say during the day that you would visit the Imperial Concubine tonight?"
Hearing An Fu's words, Emperor Ji Fei was once again enchanted by the fresh and charming scent of Ye Qiu, and her gentle and beautiful smile lingered incessantly in his mind.
Emperor Ji Fei rose to his feet, the wallet at his waist lightly hitting his thigh bringing him back to his senses. He took off the wallet, smelled it deeply – the scent was somewhat pungent, yet thinking that it was personally packed by his Little Moon softened his heart a bit.
"No need, send someone to tell the Imperial Concubine that I will accompany her another day." After saying this, Emperor Ji Fei felt somewhat guilty for reasons unknown.
"Chirp."
