The Emperor summoned Zhang Qing to come in and assist him in changing his clothes.
While changing, the Emperor looked around the inner chamber to spot any signs of what Little Concubine had been up to, but everything appeared normal. The dressing table was neatly tidied, with her usual papers for writing and drawing all put away, revealing nothing; the piles of melon seed shells in the outer hall were somewhat more noticeable, though.
His gaze shifted to the bed. The curtains were hung at both sides, and the bedding and pillows were neatly arranged. He was tall and needed a slightly higher pillow, while Little Concubine's pillow was a bit lower. Both pillows, through the clever work of Little Concubine, had become even more comfortable. At that moment, the two pillows lay closely together, much like the relationship between him and his Little Concubine.
