Zu An replied in shock, “This… might not be too appropriate, right?”

Zhao Han sounded as if he wanted Zu An to act against a certain concubine, making him begin to wonder just who the woman in question was. Don’t tell me it’s Concubine Bai?

“What is so inappropriate about that? Whatever this emperor says is suitable, that is what is suitable,” Zhao Han said indifferently. “Zhuxie Chixin is not here right now, and the highest-ranked Embroidered Envoy present is you. Who else would go, if not you?”

Zu An was startled. It seemed this wasn’t the most glorious affair, so Zhao Han wanted to make use of the Embroidered Envoy. And yet, he was worried that an ordinary Embroidered Envoy wouldn’t be able to keep the secret, so he chose Zu An.

“I will naturally share in your majesty’s burden. I wonder which woman it is?” Zu An asked, although he already had his guesses. If that task fell into his hands, the odds of rescuing Concubine...