"Commandery Princess, whose carriage and horses are those, so grand and imposing!" Xing Yu's eyes widened as she looked with envy at the procession that had already begun to move, her exaggerated cry drawing the attention of Xue Liu, who also showed a look of envy.
Nanny Yun stuffed a food box into Xue Liu's hands, one lazier than the other, then turned back to count the luggage again.
"Commandery Princess, is this the Princess's guard of honor?" Nian Xia couldn't help but ask.
"How could it be the Princess's guard of honor? Didn't you see at the very front, it's Noble Consort Wen's," Fu Dong shook her head.
Zheng Nianru saw her subordinates were all attracted by this grand procession. She had been uninterested, but now she also looked over.
