"Why has the princely heir come?" Qu Fulan was quite surprised.
"Are you nervous?" he asked.
"A little bit." Qu Fulan did not conceal it.
Last time at Yao Mountain, the Emperor was on the stage, and across such a distance, it felt simply curious, not really nervous.
Now, it's a direct meeting with the Empress, akin to a face-to-face encounter with a high-ranking official in modern times; who wouldn't feel a bit anxious?
More so in this era of imperial power, where even a minor misstep could lead to disastrous consequences.
"No need to be nervous, Her Majesty the Empress is virtuous, and she won't make things difficult for you. As for others in the palace... you don't need to worry either. I will have someone keep an eye out, and if anything arises, it can be promptly reported to me."
"Will the princely heir enter the palace too?"
"Yes, just as there's some business to report to the Emperor."
