Growing up in the Great Desert, Wanyan Luosang had never seen such a magnificent and festive palace, and she was captivated the moment she stepped through the gates.
"Brother, the palaces in Cathay are indeed extraordinary." She let out a quiet sigh.
Wanyan Jin, on the other hand, seemed unimpressed by the spectacular sight. He kept his expression aloof and brought his fist to his lips to shield his occasional coughs.
Wanyan Luosang's excitement faded away, and she reached out to pat him on the back. "Brother, are you all right?"
Wanyan Jin shook his head. "I'm fine."
Wanyan Jin and his entourage followed the officials from the Ministry of Rites to the imperial study.
Long Yang was there to welcome them.
Meanwhile, Long Yang had just completed his work for the day.
He had to hurry up and finish dealing with all the urgent state affairs so he could make time for Weiwei.
Zhao Qian walked in. "Master, Prince Wanyan has arrived."
