"Madam, Young Master Qi San has come to pay his respects to you."
"Please let him in." Song Ci already knew Qi Zhen would come to greet before the attendants announced it, because it was customary.
Qi Zhen strode boldly in, not looking sideways, and upon reaching Song Ci, he cupped his hands and bowed: "Qi Zhen pays respects to the Madam, may you be blessed."
"You may rise."
"Thank you, Madam." Qi Zhen lifted his head, his gaze quickly glanced over Song Ruqi's face, who was standing behind Song Ci.
Song Ruqi lifted her head, saw him looking at her, glared at him, then blushingly lowered her head again.
Seeing Qi Zhen in official attire, Song Ci asked, "Why are you here, are you on duty today?"
"Replying to Madam, I am on duty today; because the results of the autumn examinations are being posted, there is concern over any stampede incidents, so I have been dispatched to maintain order," Qi Zhen replied solemnly.
