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Finally, they arrived at the Imperial Palace.

The entire palace was decorated with lanterns and decorations; it was dazzling in gold and jade, bustling with noise and excitement. The officials, princes, ministers, royalty, and eunuchs, as well as many other eunuchs, dressed in festive attire, were waiting quietly outside the main door of the hall.

There were many musicians playing the music with all their might, stirring up the lively and joyous atmosphere to their heart's content.

It was not grand.

Someone came over and carefully helped Pann Xiaoman off the palanquin. A eunuch led the way, allowing her to stand on the right side of the entrance. Not long after, a female ceremonial palace walked over and led them into a large palace with green glazed tiles, a heavy roof, and a large, carved palace.

Many people stood within the palace.

There was a table in the middle of the room, and there was a man wearing a yellow robe sitting there — Pann Xiaoman didn't know if this person was her emperor's husband, Helian Mo. When she glanced over, she only felt that he was extremely familiar with her. She also felt that the way he was staring at her was as if he was shocked.

There were three gunshots outside, deafening.

A female ceremonial officer stood beside the stage and loudly commanded, "Pann Xiaoman, kneel down."

In this solemn and even murderous environment, no matter how bold Pann Xiaoman was, she could not help but be scared. Her hands were covered in sweat. She did not dare to look around and quickly lowered her head, obediently kneeling down. She had never been so obedient before.

Someone said loudly, "Proclamation."

A female official, with a stern face and a book in her hands, read in a high, solemn, and fluent voice: "The imperial court pays homage to the Emperor and his Majesty. Pann Xiaoman, the daughter of Pann Youcai, a first rank official. She is well liked and talented. We hereby book her and seal her as Shu Consort … "Here it is.

Hearing that Pann Xiaoman's ears were going to be leaking oil, a buzzing sound could be heard.

After kneeling for a long time, just as he was about to lose his patience, the announcement of the Palace of the Maiden had finally come to an end. Another person commanded Pann Xiaoman to kneel and kowtow three times.

Being an ancient person was really troublesome, and was truly abnormal. He was clearly not a dead person yet he liked to make others kneel to him so that he could prove that he was superior.

Pann Xiaoman had no choice but to follow the customs.

After a series of complicated formalities, the officials, princes, ministers, royal relatives, and eunuchs all kneeled down and shouted in unison, "Long live His Majesty!"

The sound was earth-shaking.

Pann Xiaoman's heart was full of disapproval and she secretly curled her lips. Long live, long live, long live, long live! To be able to live to a hundred years old was already an old age, but he was still able to live for tens of thousands of years! You wish!

After the etiquette, Pann Xiaoman was escorted by the crowd to the Misty Cloud Palace — that was her bedroom.

Along the way, they saw magnificent buildings with red walls and green tiles as well as eaves that rose to the top. The height of the buildings varied between the courtyard and the courtyard. Stairs and corridors connected as they went in a roundabout way.

Passing through the drooping gate, passing by the long hand veranda, turning the screen.

There were quite a few young eunuchs standing at the Misty Cloud Palace entrance to welcome Pann Xiaoman. When they saw her, they both knelt down in salute. The eunuch said, "This servant greets master." Little palace Maid said, "This servant greets Master."

Pann Xiaoman entered the Misty Cloud Palace.

In the hall. She sat down on a rosewood chair in the middle of the room. Before she could stretch her back, a handsome eunuch walked over to her.

He instructed Little palace Maid who was standing beside him, "Qiu Yue, pour Master a cup of tea and some pastries."