The Anle fortress lord who begged to marry the crown prince in front of a full court of civil servants. The rebel bandit who could make a child cry. The reckless woman who dared to question the chancellor of Dajing.... Any name that falls on anyone is enough for that person to make a U-turn in hell and the only person in the world who is still alive and kicking, I'm afraid, is the woman in the carriage, Ren Anle.
When Han Yue on the platform heard the news. He raised an eyebrow and looked towards the carriage in the middle of the tent. Only to see a dark figure striding openly into the tent, so briefly that he only had time to catch a glimpse of the extremely stern silhouette.
"This person, Ren Anle, is worthy of friendship. Your Highness would be well advised to meet her if you have the opportunity."
A few days ago, at the end of the court, his teacher, who was always above his station had said this to him.
Perhaps he should really meet her .
Walking too fast. How can a woman walk like splashing ink and flowing water, so free and unrestrained?
The people in the room swore in their heart and looked at Ren Anle, who stepped out of the carriage in two or three steps and into the tent with only a glimpse of her back and all of them gritted their teeth.
Although Ren Anle is a court official, she is also a woman, so it is not convenient for the noble woman opposite to come and meet her and it was not possible for the talented men to enter the tent to pay their respects.
When the crowd was anxious, the tent in the brocade tent opposite was lifted and Princess Shaohua was sitting at the top with a tent of noble women, laughing and talking.
The view was so pleasing to the eye that before the crowd could feel the emotion, a green-clad palace maid had come out of the tent and was heading straight for this side.
The crowd could see clearly that the maid was Princess Shaohua's personal servant, Bi Ling and following her steps, the crowds eyes fell back to Ren Anle's tent.
The Crown Princess Consort is high to sit on but Ren Anle was as peaceful as a Mountain Tai that did not appear to be very proper.
On the high platform, Han Yue frowned slightly and was about to wave his hand to stop the maid when Wen Shuo tugged on his sleeve.
"Your Highness, since she is the woman who dares to ask for your hand in marriage. Why don't you let me see how she will respond."
Han Yue paused and withdrew his hand. A faint smile curling up under his eyes, "That fine,"
Bi Ling marched to the front of the tent and perform the palace salute, her voice polite and detached.
"Miss Ren, my princess has heard of your famous name for a long time and deep regret that she has not been able to meet you. I would like to ask young miss to move to the tent for a meeting."
"Oh? The princess has invited....."
Before the woman's voice inside the tent had finished, Bi Ling gave another salute. Her clear voice resonating within the paddock.
"Miss is having an audience for the first time, I wonder if you have prepared a meeting gift to pay respect to the princess?"
Princess Shaohua is the pearl of the emperor and her honour is unparalleled. it is customary to prepare gifts for the first audience with the princess, but on this occasion it was a little harsh
In any case, Ren Anle was after all a third -ranking official of the court.