Arriving at the veranda hall, Jiang Lingxi just received a document sent to her by Shen Yunqing on her phone.
Just as she was about to open it, she was reminded: "The document is a bit long, read it inside."
She reluctantly put her phone down and looked up at the veranda hall in front of her.
The hall was fragranced by Xia Zhi in advance. Jiang Lingxi took a whiff, her expression eased a bit, and the disgust caused by Jing Huai's social media post dissipated considerably, she stepped over the sandalwood threshold.
Xia Zhi had just double-checked the prepared tea leaves and tea set, and upon hearing footsteps, hurriedly stood up and turned towards the door.
"Sir is back, Xia Zhi greets Your Majesty!"
Without needing to kneel, he switched to deeply bowing towards Jiang Lingxi as a sign of respect.
Jiang Lingxi had only speculated before, for as familiar as she was with her household's Prime Minister, she had only met his most capable steward twice and just knew his name.