Consort Li stormed off to the Taihe Palace.
She refused to believe that a little brat could have eaten the imperial decree. What kind of child was so gluttonous? It wasn't as if they hadn't given her enough food to eat!
However, the moment she stepped across the threshold, ready to demand an explanation, she was completely dumbfounded by the scene in front of her.
In the cool, solemn grand hall, Lu Yuan sat with an icy expression on the chair. Before him lay a large pile of unfinished memorials; one was half read and left abruptly unfinished.
Piles of memorials lay scattered across the ground. The young palace maids didn't know whether they should pick them up or leave them.
Meanwhile, Bao Shu, dressed in a little tiger cub outfit, sat atop Lu Yuan's desk, hiccuping repeatedly.
Imperial Physician Hu and Imperial Physician Zuo were both present, taking turns checking Bao Shu's pulse, their expressions full of anxiety.
