As a titled noblewoman, Mrs. Guo, the wife of Guo Ruikuo, submitted her nameplate that very day to request an audience with Gu Zhaoyi.
When the news arrived, Jiang Xian was in Zhaoyang Palace, sipping tea with Noble Princess Consort Rong. "I don't know her at all," she said. "The less trouble, the better. I think it's best not to meet her. Zhenqiu, go and relay my answer to the Empress."
"See her? Of course, you'll see her. Why not?"
Before Zhenqiu could even take a step, she was stopped by the words of Noble Princess Consort Rong. "It's not every day someone willingly offers themselves up for a good slap. How refreshing. Grant her permission to come to Zhaoyang Palace and see Gu Zhaoyi."
Hearing this, Zhenqiu had no choice but to cast a pleading gaze at her mistress.
Jiang Xian said, "Since the Noble Consort wishes it, then let us do as she says."
"So you do listen to me," Noble Princess Consort Rong huffed.
