The two palanquins stopped at the same time. The porters lay down the rods, and just like the meeting between Fan Jian and Chen Pingping, they quietly withdrew to a spot in the distance. The palanquin passengers faced forward, and the people inside should have felt uncomfortable, but strangely, neither the Prime Minister nor the other person in the palanquin got out to see each other.
So the palanquin passengers bowed to each other, like two friends clasping their hands in greeting, and like a bride and groom coming forth from the bridal room to kneel before Heaven in ceremony.
"Ruofu, do not grieve too deeply." A gentle voice finally came from the opposite palanquin. It was the Eldest Princess, come out of the palace to see her lover of many years.
