The First Meeting

"Empress?" Xie Wan frowned, stepping out of the carriage and addressing Steward Fang, "Did she mention where we should meet?"

Steward Fang shook his head, "No, a female attendant from the Empress's side came. I didn't dare to ask further."

The highest-ranking female attendant in the Empress's retinue held a fourth-rank position. Even if Xie Wan were to meet her, she would have to bow in respect. Steward Fang naturally wouldn't dare to pry too much.

Rushi, standing nearby, expressed her concern, "Miss, it seems the Empress's intentions might not be favorable."

Xie Wan had already become known for her strained relationship with the Ma family. Even now, the Ma Duke's residence's heir's wife was still praying in a temple. If the Empress was requesting her presence, it must be for less than noble reasons.

But what good would it do her to know that the Empress might have malicious intent? Xie Wan didn't have the right to refuse anyway.