The Empress finally stood outside Kunning Palace, looking down at the imperial harem and felt as if she truly were the real Empress at last.
Looking towards the East Six Palaces, because of the snowfall, she could only see the white snow on the roof of Jingren Palace.
Veiled and indistinct, Jingren Palace was also fine.
It was close to Qianqing Palace, but no matter how good, how close, it was not a place where an Empress should live.
That was a suitable residence for a favored consort.
Only Kunning Palace was fit for the consort of a nation. She should have moved in earlier.
Taking a deep breath, she pushed her hands into her sleeves, "Everyone should have arrived, right?"
Today she was moving in, and all should come to pay their respects; she would also hold a banquet here.
"The hour is almost upon us, Lady, change into new clothes, and get ready to receive the rewards from the Empress Dowager and His Majesty," Sister Yang was also very happy.