As soon as Shen Miao stepped into Prince Rui's mansion, a group of guards in official clothes stood straight and bowed to her. "Greetings, Princess Consort!"
Xie Jingxing put his arm around Shen Miao's shoulder and walked in. As he walked, he called out to everyone, "Carry the things in. Is the bridal chamber ready?"
"Your Highness, it's all settled." A person who looked like a butler in his fifties ran out from inside. He had a kind and honest face. "Princess Consort, please follow me to take a look."
"Thank you for your hard work," Xie Jingxing said.
"Not at all." The old butler smiled and said, "It's good that Your Highness is back." He looked up and sized up Shen Miao curiously.
Shen Miao vaguely felt that this butler had a high status. Otherwise, Xie Jingxing would not speak so nicely to him. She looked up and met his gaze with a smile.
Xie Jingxing pulled Shen Miao in dissatisfaction and walked forward. "Stop looking."
