Soon, the ice blocks in the cart were distributed, and Master Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
"Steward, where are the people who delivered the ice?"
The steward hurriedly searched while Qiao Mai and the others were wandering around inside Rong Mansion.
"This Rong family branch is remarkable. A residence like this can rival the imperial palace.
The empress smiled bitterly, "When I was a concubine, they weren't like this. I suppose these families have taken advantage of my influence."
"Don't take it to heart. It has always been like this. One person achieves success, and their relatives benefit. It's normal. As long as we accumulate virtue, there's nothing to worry about."
"The Rong Mansion is unique. No wonder they are hosting a Golden Autumn banquet. They have many fruit trees planted here."
Qiao Mai reached for the lychees and handed them to the others.
"Try these. They're sweet. It's the season for lychees."
