Hu Bao was sitting at the tea table on the royal terrace. His posture was graceful, like a snow-white statue. The silence in the Southern Palace was always pleasant to hear. Taking advantage of the fact that no one could see him, the prince carefully tried to read the scroll of theology, putting it on the tea table. Hearing footsteps, His Highness immediately tucked the scroll into the sleeve of his hanfu. "Oh, it's you! My lotus, how are you?" Hu Bao visibly relaxed upon seeing you.