Concubine Xie asked them again, "Should Mingzhu go back to Shen Mansion first, or do you want to go directly to the palace?"
Shen Mingzhu said: "It's better to go to the palace first, so that you won't have any burden or worries when you go home."
Concubine Xie ordered people to prepare a car and asked them to take the palace's car directly to the palace. After thinking about it, she asked Yuhe to bring her a small box, took out a set of necklaces from it, and hung it on Shen Mingzhu's neck herself.
superior.
Shen Mingzhu looked at it and thought it was too gorgeous, so she smiled and said, "I'd better wait until the wedding day to wear this."
Concubine Xie said: "Wearing this one is more formal."
Xiao Xian naturally knew why. The late emperor gave it to the Queen Mother, and later gave it to Concubine Xie when she passed away.
The emperor naturally knew that the Queen Mother's belongings were the emperor's own mother. Even if he couldn't stand Shen Mingzhu, he still had to give his dead mother some face, and he couldn't embarrass Shen Mingzhu too much.
Shen Mingzhu and Xiao Xian packed up and had lunch with Concubine Xie, rested briefly and then changed into court clothes (although Shen Mingzhu was beheaded, the emperor did not take back her title of princess, so she still dressed as a princess).
The two of them took the royal carriage and entered the palace.
She didn't care about being the princess of Emperor Qin, but she had to go in and confront him like this.
Although we had just had lunch, we were delayed for a while at the gate of the city because we entered the capital, so the sun was already setting, and it would be evening in another hour.
The two of them chose this time to enter the palace so that they could come out soon and not have to stay too early.
After all, it was dinner time no matter how late it was, and it was impossible for the emperor to allow them to have dinner, and they did not want to stay with the emperor for too long, lest they would hate each other.
The two entered the palace, but when they were outside the palace gate, they were stopped by the guards guarding the gate.
The guard looked serious and asked sternly: "Who is called by His Majesty?"
Xiao Xian and Shen Mingzhu were sitting in the carriage talking. Qu Shui and two guards were escorting him. Qu Shui came forward to talk. Hearing how rude the guards were, his face darkened, "Which battalion are you from?"
The guard saw that Qu Shui was not fawning over him at all. Instead of giving him any money, he looked very arrogant and sneered, "You don't care which battalion I belong to, as long as I know you are not from the battalion."
Qu Shui was so angry that he laughed. He dared to talk to King Yan's driver like this. He had never done it before.
He smiled and said: "Brother, what's the matter, are you trying to make things difficult for us on purpose?"
As long as you are not blind, you will know at a glance that this is the driver of Prince Yan's palace. If the guard dares to stop it, it must be intentional or even under the instruction of someone above.
Could it be that the emperor deliberately wanted to humiliate the prince and the eldest lady?
Qu Shui's face turned cold, and he turned around and went back to the car to report to the two of them.
When he finished his report, Shen Mingzhu hadn't spoken yet, so Xiao Xian said, "Let someone ask whose family he belongs to. Since it's getting late, we might as well go back to the house and wait until we have free time before entering the palace."
With that said, he ordered to turn around.
The coachman did not hesitate at all. He did whatever the prince asked him to do, and immediately turned around and drove back.
When the guard saw it, he was stunned for a moment, stamped his feet and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Are you trying to make His Majesty look bad?"
Suddenly, a cold voice from behind said: "You should think about how to seek happiness for yourself."
The guard was startled, and turned around to face Qu Shui's dark and deep eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Qu Shui snorted coldly and walked away, making the guard's sides hurt with anger.
