Qu Tan'er also stepped forward silently, took the letter directly, and opened it to look, only to furrow her brow... She couldn't understand? Was it written in traditional cursive script? She scrutinized it carefully but could only barely make out a few characters. Truly, she hated these so-called literati of ancient times who created such fonts, which were very challenging for anyone's reading ability.
"Father, can you read it for me?"
"You don't understand it?" the Emperor asked, surprised.
"The handwriting is too sloppy, and I don't appreciate it."
As soon as Qu Tan'er finished speaking, the Emperor picked up the letter and read the contents aloud to her...
...
After leaving the Imperial Study Room, Qu Tan'er had been distracted, with her thoughts wandering.
The royal banquet had begun, but she had yet to come back to her senses.
Mo Liancheng just watched quietly, also not saying a word.
