Someone from the Imperial Palace?
No matter how furious Liang Jiao was, she had no choice but to swallow it for now. Suppressing a heart full of resentment, she followed Liang Wan out the door.
In the front hall, Liang Cheng was eagerly hovering around a eunuch, his face the very picture of fawning obedience.
Seeing Liang Wan, the eunuch bypassed Liang Cheng and stepped forward. "This must be the Third Lady, correct?"
The man was around forty years old, with bushy eyebrows and bright eyes. He wore the blue robes of a eunuch, his hands folded neatly in front of him. Though he looked stern, his tone was mild and polite.
Liang Wan was secretly surprised. She smiled and curtsied. "Greetings, Lord Chief Minister."
