I had heard of Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden before, but looking at his expression now, he was indeed even less composed than Granny Liu.
The Royal Residence was vast, so vast that after several minutes of walking they still hadn't arrived.
Fortunately, there were servants specifically arranged to carry items; otherwise, with just their frail arms and legs, carrying so many things for such a distance would have exhausted them.
After quite a few twists and turns, they finally entered a courtyard. The fur was carried inside by the maids, while Ye Jiu and Ye Wenzheng were instructed to wait at the entrance.
By April, the sun was already quite high, and the two stood there under the sun, sweating profusely, not daring to move without orders.
Because they were much better off than the woman kneeling under the fierce sun next to them.
