The head palace maid remained calm and gestured for them to proceed.
As Rong Ning walked toward Chaoyang Palace, someone went to inform the Imperial Concubine. To be honest, even if Rong Ning were to tear Chaoyang Palace down now, it wouldn't cause much trouble, especially since it was just a dinner there.
"You really are something!" Rong Yang tapped her forehead, his face full of helplessness and doting. "You're never still all day long."
Rong Ning often caused the Imperial Concubine a lot of trouble when they were young. Even though their relationship wasn't so tense later on, the two rarely met.
At least they won't actively approach the other person.
If it weren't for her older sister, Rong Ning wouldn't have come here.
She frowned slightly, snorted, and hooked her arm around Rong Yang's as they went inside.
The imperial concubine was teasing a baby with a rattle drum. The baby was chubby and fair-skinned, and really cute.
This is the Eighth Princess, who is not yet two years old. She is the third child of the Imperial Concubine and the youngest princess of the Emperor.
The Imperial Concubine's eldest son, the Fourth Prince, is seven years old this year, and the Sixth Prince is five years old. They are both very clever and quick-witted, and their father, the Emperor, likes them very much.
Seeing the two of them arrive together, the Imperial Concubine was not surprised. She had the baby taken away and greeted them warmly, saying, "You've arrived... It's getting late. I've already ordered dinner to be prepared. I hope the two princesses won't find it offensive."
“I don’t mind…” Rong Ning said succinctly, “As long as there’s food, it’s fine!”
This caused the Imperial Concubine to omit many of the polite words she had prepared.
She smiled and instructed the palace maid, "Summon the Fourth Prince and the Sixth Prince to pay their respects to my two elder sisters."
Rong Yang shook his head, "There's no need for formalities. We're all family, no need for such formalities."
"It is precisely because of my own brothers and sisters that I must pay my respects," the Imperial Concubine said with an unchanged smile. "I want them to remember that their imperial brothers and sisters are all extraordinary figures, and that in the future, they should also be like their brothers and sisters, standing tall and protecting the peace of the country."
That sounds nice...
Rong Ning's eyebrows twitched, sensing that there was something amiss. She wanted to tell the Consort directly, "Speak your mind, stop with this nonsense," but Rong Yang gently squeezed her palm to stop her. She heard her elder sister say, "In that case... let's call our two younger brothers over to dine together."
Rong Yang treated all her younger siblings in the manor equally, without showing excessive favoritism or hostility. She had been managing the affairs of the inner palace with the Imperial Concubine for two years and had always been lenient towards the children of the Prince's household.
They are the sons of the legal wife; there's no need to be too concerned.
The two children of the Imperial Concubine resembled their father more.
The two children came hand in hand and respectfully greeted the two imperial sisters, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
The child was still quite young, and spoke in a soft, childlike voice, which was rather pleasant.
Rong Yang took the initiative to beckon the two children over and led them to their seats.
But in the end, coming to Chaoyang Palace wasn't for dinner. It was just something Rong Ning casually mentioned, a joke, and the Consort followed suit.
Rong Yang and the Imperial Concubine stopped eating after a few bites. Seeing this, the two young princes also slowly put down their chopsticks. Rong Ning, on the other hand, seemed to be really hungry and ate happily, oblivious to everyone else.
After quite some time, Rong Ning finally stopped eating. The palace servants cleared the food off the table and served tea.
The Imperial Concubine had invited Rong Yang over because she had important business to discuss, but after Rong Ning's interference, she stopped mentioning it.
Rong Yang glanced at Rong Ning and saw her wink at her playfully.
Oh... how naughty!
Suo Xingrongyang was in no hurry. She picked up her teacup, took a few slow sips, and didn't speak.
Rong Ning was bored and played with her teacup. Her eyes fell on the two children and stared at them for a while. The children began to feel uneasy and glanced at her cautiously before quickly lowering their heads and sitting up straighter.
They were afraid of this older sister.
“Your Highness, let the two princes go and play…” Rong Ning’s wicked sense of humor was satisfied. “There’s no point in keeping them here.”
The Imperial Concubine turned her head to look over, pondered for a moment, and said, "Third Princess, my two sons have long wanted to learn some martial arts from you. Why don't you take this opportunity to teach them today?"
Is this a way to get her away?
But why? Is there something she can't bear to hear?
Rong Ning rested her chin on her hand and replied lazily, "Your Highness, you should know that I don't know my own strength when I strike. What if the two princes don't learn anything and end up losing an arm or a leg? You would be heartbroken."
So... never mind.
If the two princes truly wish to learn, then let your father find them a teacher. Although the Southern Dynasty currently lacks outstanding generals, your father should be able to select a few to teach these infants.
That's a very blunt statement, and it really doesn't give me any face.
Helpless, Rong Yang pretended to scold, "A Ning...don't talk nonsense!"
Then he said to the Imperial Concubine, "Your Majesty... A-Ning is a bit reckless, so don't give her a chance to cause trouble. Let the palace servants take the two princes down to play."
The two sisters, one after the other, immediately dispelled the Imperial Concubine's idea of sending Rong Ning away.
Originally, the reason for the criticism was that the girl's personality was too outspoken, and if she were present, she might have to come back to hurl insults at people before they could even open their mouths. But judging from the current situation, this little Buddha is not going to avoid suspicion.
After considering the matter, the Imperial Concubine had no choice but to give up. She waved her hand, signaling the palace servants to take the two children away and clear the hall of people before slowly speaking, "Zhaoqing, I invited you here today to ask you about the matter of establishing an empress."
Rong Yang was already prepared. She smiled faintly and replied calmly, "Your Majesty... the selection of an empress is a matter of state, and it is up to Father and the court officials to decide. Zhao Qing is just a junior and cannot interfere."
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