After Gao Zheng left, Haitang's expression grew grim. "Madam, the Crown Princess Consort summons you to the palace at a time like this—it's likely related to the incident at the night market inn two days ago. I'm afraid she intends no good."
"I've even been to the Heavenly Prison; what is there to fear about the Eastern Palace? If I don't go, I'd be giving them reason to belittle me." Shen Yinning adjusted her hairpin and said, "Bring me a change of clothes. We're entering the palace."
The Eastern Palace's scenery remained the same as it had been years ago.
The only difference was that Lu Ying's pavilions and halls now housed more delicate wives and concubines.
Shen Yinning stepped into the grand hall and greeted respectfully, "This humble woman pays respects to the Crown Princess Consort."
Shen Yunxi rolled her eyes.
