Chen Rong did not move. She curtsied to the steward and said to him, “Please wait. It’s a bit of a surprise. I’ll need to prepare a few things.”
“That’s not necessary.”
The steward glowered, his voice hardening: “People from the prince’s estate said they have prepared everything for you, miss.”
He again requested: “Let’s go!”
Chen Rong bowed her head in thought and then whispered to Nurse Ping who stood beside her: “Stay here for now, let General Sun know about this and everything leading up to it.”
“Aye, miss.”
Chen Rong nodded then walked to the square.
There, people from the prince’s estate were growing tired of waiting. When one of the maidservants saw Chen Rong, she set her face and impatiently fussed: “You really know how to make others wait, young miss.”