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Consort Rong nodded, "I apologize for the trouble you’ve faced."
Rong Huan smiled, "What trouble is there? It’s you who must take care of yourself in this deep palace." His tone carried a hint of concern and guilt.
Rong Shu had once been more lively and carefree than Rong Anning, like a bird soaring in the sky; she should never have been confined to this palace for a lifetime.
As they spoke, the two had already exited the square.
Consort Rong, dressed in palace attire, exuded an ethereal grace as she paused at a fork in the path. Heaven had favored her; even at over forty years old, time had left few marks on her face.
Only her phoenix eyes no longer held the clarity of youth. They resembled a deep mirror lake, unfathomable.
Only when she looked at her brother did ripples of emotion stir within her.
She understood the meaning behind Rong Huan's gaze and smiled back at him. Entering the palace had been her own choice; she had long since come to terms with it and bore no resentment towards anyone.
Moreover, upon hearing the approaching footsteps behind her, her nose tinged with a hint of sadness.
Yu Er was back; she felt nothing but gratitude.
"I understand. Brother, take care of yourself and Father."
The siblings parted ways there.
Consort Rong headed towards Bixiao Palace with Xiao Yu and Song Feiwan.
Two palanquins were brought forth by the palace attendants; she occupied one alone while Xiao Yu and Song Feiwan shared the other.
As they moved, the light silk draped over the palanquins fluttered, revealing their faces.
Those they encountered along the way—whether palace maids or lower-ranking consorts—were utterly astonished as they knelt to pay their respects.
The quicker ones took advantage of the palanquins not having moved far to repeatedly congratulate Consort Rong.
The news of His Highness Prince Chen's safe return spread like wildfire throughout the entire inner palace and quickly reached the outer court.
This was not only Consort Rong’s joy but also that of the Emperor.
Just thinking about how many people would lose sleep over tonight’s events made Consort Rong unable to suppress her laughter.
Even when she was elevated to the rank of Noble Consort, she had never felt so elated. In her good spirits, she not only ordered the Imperial Kitchen to prepare a lavish feast but also rewarded all the servants in the Bixiao Palace.
The entire palace was filled with a festive atmosphere, reminiscent of the New Year celebrations. When the Emperor arrived, he raised his hand to stop them from bowing in greeting.
"From now on, when you see me privately, there's no need for all that bowing. Come, let’s eat."
The four of them took their seats in turn. Xiao Yu casually glanced at the chopsticks and bowls set before him.
"Don't worry about it," Noble Consort Rong said naturally. "Everything is brand new."
The Emperor laughed heartily. "That's right. With your mother here, there's no need to be too formal."
Xiao Yu blinked and humbly replied, "Thank you, Father and Mother."
Not only was he aware of their intentions, but he also sensed their indulgence toward him. It seemed he was favored more than he had imagined. But was this affection genuine from the Emperor, or merely a reflection of his fondness for his mother?
He suddenly found himself looking forward to life after returning to the royal family. He hoped it wouldn’t be too dull.
In silence, they ate their meal. After finishing, the Emperor didn’t rush to leave; they moved to the front hall to sit down.
Beside Noble Consort Rong, the head maid Fuqu served them tea and respectfully stood by.
"Now that it’s just our family here, we can talk about matters at home," Noble Consort Rong began.
Song Feiwan instinctively felt this was related to her and obediently listened attentively.
"You've been in the capital for some time now; you must know Feiwan's identity by now?"
Xiao Yu replied, "Yes."
"There's something I hope you can answer truthfully," she continued.
"Please go ahead."
"In these past few years while you were in Beirong, have you found a marriage partner?"
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