In the Spring Palace, Ji Yun stood outside the main hall waiting, with two palace maids standing by the door with heads bowed. The whole palace was so quiet that not a single sound could be heard, and the autumn sun quickly made beads of sweat form on her forehead.
The maid Yin Bei, who had come with Ji Yun, was stopped outside the Spring Palace, visibly anxious but not daring to make any rash movements, her complexion turning slightly pale.
Consort Ruan sat on the soft couch by the window, her face set sternly, her eyes not even glancing at Ji Yun. Mrs. Loo sighed inwardly next to her, unsure of what to say at the moment.
Who would have thought that Princess Consort would actually accept Consort Yi's invitation? She didn't even notice that Princess Jing had declined the invitation, but here she was, readily paying a visit. She didn't consider the Empress's and Prince Wu's positions in the palace.