The Empress turned her head slightly; her expression was hidden, but her voice trembled slightly: "Nothing happened just now, and you must not tell anyone... you may withdraw."
"Yes."
Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief and turned to step off the sedan chair.
After he left, the Empress collapsed into her chair, weakly leaning against it.
Her cheeks were bright and tender, almost bleeding with color, as a tide of shyness overwhelmed her, her heart pounding intensely as if it would burst through her chest.
She covered her burning face, her almond eyes misty, murmuring softly:
"I was drunk, it doesn't count..."
...
Sun Senior Palace Lady stood vigilantly at the entrance of the alleyway, seeing Chen Mo descend the sedan chair in a daze, thinking he had been scolded by the Empress. She comforted him:
"Mr. Chen, Her Highness usually is strong in words but soft in heart; she actually values you greatly, otherwise why would she allow you to recuperate in the palace?"
