Conversations with the Empress were always brief.
Soon, the Royal carriage stopped in front of the Heavenly Master Mansion.
The visit had been announced earlier, and at the grand entrance of the main Daoist Temple, several elderly priests dressed in red-embroidered robes were already waiting with bowed heads.
Zhao Douan followed the Empress out of the carriage, taking his place in the entourage behind Xu Zhenguan, as a "retainer guard."
He did not stand out.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty the Emperor, on gracing us with your presence..."
The leading Daoist with the square face held a horsetail whisk and respectfully bowed, with many priests following behind.
Xu Zhenguan smiled and nodded.
Years ago, when she was still an Imperial Princess, she had once stayed at the Heavenly Master Mansion, seeking guidance in cultivation from Heavenly Master Zhang.
Therefore, even though she was an Empress, today she wore the garb of Kun Dao.