Old Consort Hui

Chu Danqing entered Prince Hui's Estate without a hitch.

His visiting card and birthday gift were accepted, and he was invited straight in.

Coupled with Chu Danqing's attire, bearing, appearance, and temperament, even though he had not stated his identity, he was treated as an honored guest.

As for Lu Wanyi, she was carried in a sedan chair to the inner quarters.

Though the rules of a prince's estate were not as strict as those of the imperial palace, women of the household were not accustomed to showing their faces out front.

When the sedan chair came to a stop, Old Consort Hui was puzzled.

She remembered inviting all her old friends. How had she forgotten someone?

Yet because the birthday gift presented by the visitor was anything but ordinary, she merely assumed that age had made her forgetful.

As she spoke, a servant girl ushered in an old woman who was at least five years older-looking than herself.

If not for the unusual clothes the other woman wore, she would have looked exactly like an old peasant farmer scratching out a living in the countryside.

"Elder Sister, you look familiar, but I simply cannot remember who you are at the moment." Old Consort Hui looked perplexed.

She truly did look familiar, but Old Consort Hui could not recall who she was.

Lu Wanyi first performed a salute, and that gesture made Old Consort Hui find her even more familiar.

"Imperial Sister, do you no longer recognize me?" Lu Wanyi opened her mouth and spoke.

The moment those words were uttered, memories sealed away for more than twenty years, along with that sense of familiarity, erupted all at once.

"You—" Old Consort Hui's expression changed. She immediately said, "All of you, leave. My younger sister and I have not seen