Hong Xiaoduo glanced at the person directly in front of her and thought, "Being an emperor is quite pitiful. Eating this kind of food every day, and what's more, when the dishes are served, that Eunuch Fu personally uses a silver needle to check for poison!"
Then everything was placed in front of the emperor. Instead of the emperor picking it up directly with chopsticks, a palace maid would put a little bit in a small dish and place it in front of the emperor.
What's the point of eating like this? This was made by the emperor!
Emperor Jiade, who was in a good mood, happened to look in Kaiyang's direction and met Hong Xiaoduo's gaze. He was puzzled and wondered what was going on with the pity in the girl's eyes.
Hong Xiaoduo had been wondering if she would have to spend the whole day in the palace with them.
However, this was not the case. After the luncheon, the delegation left the palace to rest at a guesthouse specifically for envoys.
Formal exchanges and trade will only begin tomorrow, and Hong Xiaoduo and Kaiyang will no longer need to accompany them throughout the entire process; they can leave the palace.
Under the watchful eyes of all the civil and military officials, Hong Xiaoduo, Kaiyang, Wei family father and son, and Murong Jing walked out of the palace together.
Lord Wei was always cheerful, and every now and then he would ask his grandson, "Grandfather, how do you say foreign words? How do you say 'blue sky' or 'morning meal'?" Kaiyang would then tell his grandfather, and the two of them would happily learn from each other.
Mu Rongjing and Hong Xiaoduo followed side by side behind, listening to the conversation between the grandfather and granddaughter in front, and occasionally laughing along.
At this moment, Mu Rongjing was curious about why the emperor had summoned her, but she didn't know how to ask.
Wei Zizheng walked at the very back. He was the quietest throughout, and his face showed none of the worry, anxiety, or unease he had shown towards his son when he arrived.
After the initial excitement, I suddenly realized that my son had left me far behind.
When they arrived at the palace gate and were waiting for the carriage, Murong Jing had just made up his mind when he said to her, "I just saw that she didn't seem to have eaten well in the side hall. Why don't you take a walk around to digest your food and then find a place to eat?"
Just as Mu Rongjing was about to speak, a person came running over from not far away. It was Dong Xiang's youngest son, Dong Yuefan: "Xiao Duo, Kaiyang, you're out! Come on, I'll show you around..."
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