Thinking about these things, Lv Zhaoliang felt somewhat intimidated.
Looking at the gifts he prepared, carried by the servant boy beside him, he felt it was quite ironic.
"Heh... These little things, I fear they might not even qualify as trash in the eyes of the Fourth Princess!"
"Perhaps even that old eunuch wouldn't care for them!"
He felt even more intimidated, his legs starting to weaken.
But noticing a few heads peeking out from a nearby street corner, he realized he couldn't afford to back down.
He regained some clarity, pondering.
"If I back down before even entering, won't they die of laughter?"
"He won't die no matter what, so what's there to fear? Worst case, he gets kicked out."
"Getting abused by the Fourth Princess isn't shameful, and besides, he doesn't think she would!"
"His grandfather was the Duke Fuguo... who made great contributions to the kingdom of the Zhao Family!"
With these thoughts, he regained a bit of courage.
