Xiao Yuan withdrew his gaze from the departing Su family carriage and said coldly, "Why are you here?"
"When the old lady learned that my cousin was returning to the city today, she specially asked me to come and pick him up," Liu Qiao'er said shyly.
Xiao Yuan nodded slightly: "Let's go!"
When he returned to the palace in his carriage, he saw his aunt, Cui, standing at the gate with a group of servants and young men.
Xiao Yuan's leg injury had almost healed by now, and he strode forward, calling out, "Aunt!"
His mother died early, and he was sent to Hangzhou at the age of fifteen by the late emperor as the Prince of Fenyang. His widowed aunt has been taking care of him ever since.
To Xiao Yuan, Cui Shi was like his birth mother, even more so than his birth mother.
Mrs. Cui, who was over fifty years old, held his hand with a kind expression and looked him up and down, her face full of smiles: "Hey, didn't we say you were injured? How come you've recovered so well? You look pretty good."
Xiao Yuan helped her up and laughed, "When we came back from Zhenjiang, we traveled by boat. All we did every day was eat and sleep. How could we not gain some weight?"
It seems that Su's bland and watery soup had some effect.
"It's good that you're back! It's good that you're back!" Cui patted his hand and said.
Liu Qiao'er, who was standing to the side, said, "The old lady must have been so sad to learn that her cousin was injured and couldn't come back..."
Cui glared at her: "You're such a chatterbox!"
Xiao Yuan looked guilty: "It's all my fault for making my aunt worry."
Then he glared fiercely at Akira.
Why are you being so nosy!
Liu Qiao'er's gaze frequently drifted towards Xiao Yuan, her eyes filled with longing.
Suddenly, she noticed a sachet peeking out from Xiao Yuan's sleeve, emitting a faint, delicate fragrance as he moved.
Looking closer, the sachet disappeared back into Xiao Yuan's sleeve.
Liu Qiao'er's expression stiffened slightly.
She deliberately slowed her pace back a few steps and winked at Ming Shu.
Ming Shu also slowed his pace: "Is there something you need, Madam Liu?"
"Where did you get that sachet from my cousin's sleeve?" Liu Qiao'er asked casually.
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