The woman in red and the woman in green worked together very well. She pulled Nanqianyue up and left the position for the woman in green.
Nanqianyue raised her eyebrows and calmly pulled out a handkerchief from her bosom to wipe the blood from her fingertips.
With someone helping her with the work, she was naturally happy to avoid being idle.
Qingyi and her companions had lived on the edge of danger for many years and were very experienced in treating injuries, so they quickly treated the man's wounds.
"Someone's coming." Lin Fei's eyes became alert.
"Young Master! Young Master—!"
An anxious voice came from the bamboo grove across the lake.
“Young lady, those people must be looking for this man. Let’s go back to the post station first.” Lin Fei looked at Nan Qianyue with a solemn expression.
"walk!"
Without the slightest hesitation, she lifted her skirt and ran south.
The words of advice that the woman in red was about to say caught in her throat, making her feel quite uncomfortable.
By the time they returned to the post station, it was already dark.
Nanqianyue originally intended to quietly wash up and go to sleep, but to her surprise, Green Robe had not rested and was waiting for her, even preparing a bath.
"Miss, this servant will help you with your bath."
"……good."
The news that the Prime Minister's daughter had returned after only one day of travel, and that the Southern Prime Minister had personally gone to Fengdu City to welcome her, had spread throughout the capital.
The Prime Minister's Residence, Qingxia Courtyard.
The smoke from the incense burner rose gently, and a beautiful woman reclined on a soft couch. A maid knelt beside the couch, massaging her legs, while an old woman stood by, carrying a fruit platter.
At that moment, a slender, graceful figure walked in.
"Auntie." She bowed slightly to the beautiful woman on the couch, her demeanor dignified.
The beautiful woman opened her eyes and smiled gently, "Zhi'er is here."
"Auntie, I heard that my eldest sister is coming back. Is it true?" The woman approached the couch, and a maid immediately brought over a soft stool.
The beautiful woman took the woman's hand and patted it, "Your father went to pick you up in person, how could it be fake?"
The woman lowered her head slightly, a slight smile curving her lips. "That...that's wonderful."
The beautiful woman raised an eyebrow; how could she not see her daughter's worry? "My dear daughter, don't worry. What's yours can't be taken away by anyone."
The woman paused slightly, then pursed her lips and lowered her head.
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