The emperor was stunned by what he had just heard, but the speaker had already elegantly boarded the carriage, and the massive gates of the Ningwang Residence closed heavily. Sixty carriages, a grand convoy, had already started to move.
Such a massive carriage convoy drew the citizens to follow along and watch the commotion all the way until the carriages exited the city.
At the Shili Pavilion in the outskirts of Beijing, they saw many familiar faces ahead, and only then did they stop.
"Youyou, here, Youyou, over here!" The old Madam Lin, supported by Madam Lin, approached Gu Youyou, who alighted the carriage and saw them.
She wondered why they wouldn't come to see them off, turns out it was halfway through.
"Grandmother, why did you come so far to see us off? Didn't we agree yesterday not to?"
Old Madam Lin said, "The city is too crowded, it's quieter here!"
"Thank you, Grandmother!"
