Zhou Shuren wore an impassive face, "Oh, right, the Retired Emperor now wakes up naturally. He still thinks his words are very correct: spring drowsiness, autumn fatigue, summer naps, and the sleepless three months of winter—all year round is suitable for sleeping in. The Retired Emperor might still be asleep!"
He felt that the Retired Emperor, having too much idle time, took pleasure in teasing him every day, and he emotionally thought the Retired Emperor and the Empress Dowager truly deserved each other—one wiped tears from being tormented, while the other vexed him daily.
At the Zhou residence, Zhulan had just finished breakfast and was continuing to organize textbooks, preparing to send them back to her hometown as a New Year's gift.
It was at this time that the Empress Dowager arrived, seeing the organized textbooks for the first time, "May I take a look?"
