简介:Zhu Cixiang grinned and rubbed his knees, which meant that he was young. If he were older, he would kneel on the ground for two hours and his blood would stagnate, and he would never be able to stand up for a while. Xu Gao helped him sit down on the embroidered pier, and the little palace maid massaged his knees and legs. He breathed in the cold air: Eunuch Xu, is my queen mother still angry?