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  On the way back to the palace from the temple, I remained silent. Probably seeing that my expression was not right, Shuying looked at me with concern in her eyes, wanting to speak several times but forcing herself to hold back.

  She didn't know what had happened, wanted to ask but was afraid to, I knew she was worried about me, but at that moment, I really couldn't muster up the mood to comfort her, nor did I want to pretend to be happy anymore.

  All the way back to Sanwangfu, returned to Guimoge, Xunyun had already sent someone to deliver lunch, the dishes were very rich, most of which I loved to eat, I didn't know when she started paying attention to my taste preferences, but today, her thoughtful effort would be in vain.

  "Miss, how can you go without eating? Have a little something to eat, or at least drink a small bowl of pine nut porridge, okay?" Shu Ying saw me ordering the withdrawal and hastily intercepted, asking anxiously and worriedly.

  I shook my head: "I don't have much of an appetite now, I'll let you know when I feel like eating."

  Shu Ying had no choice but to nod and let the little maid dance off with a tray of dishes, while she racked her brains and asked: "Does Miss want to take a nap first, or should I personally go to the small kitchen to stew some fresh apricot kernel soup for you? Oh, right, the palace maid from Yu Shun Hall sent some green plums to Yue Wei Pavilion earlier, saying that Miss likes to eat them. Does Miss want to have one or two first? The plum is sour and can stimulate appetite!"

  She rummaged through her pocket and pulled out a small box, opened it, and carefully presented it to me with an anxious expression on her face and deep-seated worry in her eyes. I couldn't bear to see her like that, so I nodded slightly and took a small bite of the pickled plum from the box.

  She visibly let out a sigh of relief and was about to say something when she heard the little maid outside reporting: "Your Highness, Qin Zongguan requests an audience."

  "I said, 'Please ask him to come in quickly.'"

  Qin An came in and paid his respects to me. I thought he was going to ask about the situation of entering the palace, but unexpectedly he didn't mention it at all. He respectfully opened his mouth and said: "Wang Fei, just now the Prime Minister's mansion sent someone over. The farewell dinner for General Jin is set for tonight. It's said to be a family dinner, and I'd like to invite Wang Fei back to the mansion for a gathering."

  I nodded: "Then trouble General Qin to prepare the horse carriage immediately, I'll go over right now."

  Although the farewell dinner was to be held in the evening, and it was only just past noon now, Qin An didn't say much more, and respectfully bid me farewell and left. Before long, someone came to invite me.

  I arrived at the main gate of the Wang Fu with a sparse shadow, and the carriage had already been waiting for a long time. In addition to the carriage, Qin An also prepared thick gifts. It was possible that he was extremely efficient in handling matters, but it was more likely that he had started preparing as soon as his parents sent someone over.

  I opened my mouth and thanked him: "General Qin, you're too kind."

  "This is what an old servant like me should do." He replied calmly and respectfully, while personally lifting the curtain for me.

  The horse carriage moved slowly, and although Pei Ying tried her best to avoid staring at me, the worried look on her face couldn't be hidden.

  She has been following me for so long, understanding my temperament. With such a long time before leaving the banquet, she rushed back to the Xiang Mansion, which can't be said to be unusual. However, now I don't want to bother about what others will think or whether it will lead to gossip.

  He is about to leave, heading for the distant and turbulent land of southern Xinjiang. It's been five years since we parted ways, and in these long months, I will hardly see him again. Not that I'm not worried. (Still remembering the shocking scene in the rear palace)

  Still remember the shocking swan's reflection (harem)