At those words, the gloom on the Grand Tutor's face vanished, and she smiled. "Has the Imperial Younger Brother come around? Are you willing to consider our sovereign's proposal?"
Xuanzang shook his head. "You misunderstand, Grand Tutor."
"As I have already said, this is utterly impossible."
The smile froze on the Grand Tutor's face. "Then why do you still wish to see our sovereign?"
Xuanzang said, "Her Majesty the Queen sent you both to propose marriage. Since I must refuse, I ought to explain myself to Her Majesty in person."
"Our travel documents also need to be inspected and exchanged by your kingdom."
"Besides, there are other matters I must report to Her Majesty."
He looked at the Grand Tutor. "Since you say you cannot decide this matter, I will ask someone who can."
The Grand Tutor stared at Xuanzang for a while.
Then she nodded slightly and forced a smile back onto her face.
"If the Imperial Younger Brother wishes to meet our sovereign, I certainly will not stand in his way."
"But there are protocols for audiences with the sovereign and for foreign envoys entering the palace."
"I must first return to the palace and report. Only after our sovereign issues her decree can I arrange to escort you there."
Xuanzang pressed his palms together. "That is only proper."
The Grand Tutor added, "Until the decree arrives, please remain here at the posthouse."
"Food and lodgings have already been prepared."
"There may have been some misunderstanding on both sides just now."
She glanced at Bajie. "I hope you will refrain from wandering about again, lest the people gather to stare and further trouble arise."
At those words, Wukong raised an eyelid.
Bajie immediately wanted to speak.
But Xuanzang had already nodded in agreement. "We will wait here."
Wukong