"Greetings, Lord Consort."
Qu Peiluo immediately took out a jade pendant from his bosom and handed it to Eunuch Sun as he stood up. The smile on Eunuch Sun's face grew even brighter.
The princess stepped out of the door, and soon a group of noble ladies gathered to support her, just as when Qu Peiluo led a group of white-clad attendants earlier, the princess would also be surrounded and escorted out.
At this time, Qu Peiluo could not walk ahead but had to follow behind.
It was customary, given that you are marrying a daughter of the Royal Family.
The princess had already exited the inner courtyard, and Lord Zheng was also packing up his drawing board, preparing to follow.
Qu Peiluo saw Lord Zheng with the drawing board and curiously leaned over, discovering that the drawing on the board was of himself—not drawn with a brush, yet exceptionally vivid and lifelike.
"Mr. Su, is this drawing method from the West?"
