Who would have thought they would be given a private tour of the imperial palace by the Noble Consort with the permission of the Empress? Certainly not Anji. It had only been two days since that dinner, and they did not even have time to tour the capital before they were summoned.
Sitting in a carriage three times more spacious than the one they used to travel to Chang'an, Anji and Yihao listened closely to Mingshen, who was dressed like a scholarly man. They had to change their attire to fit the occasion, and Anji wondered if her third brother would be able to pull off the role of young master.
