"Have you figured it out yet?" Consort Yan took her daughter's hand, her eyes full of smiles.
"Don't be angry with your father. He has so many things he wants to give you. My Jingning will be happy for the rest of her life."
The voice grew softer and softer until Princess Jingning could no longer hear it, but she didn't care. She was overjoyed and had already begun to think about how to hold a banquet after moving into Chang Le Palace to show off.
Seeing her daughter's delighted expression, Consort Yan smiled, feeling immensely proud.
That woman died, and her daughter, whom she had raised from a young age, had a personality that was very much like hers.
The clever, bright, bold, and innocent daughter indeed won the Emperor's favor, and the son also benefited. Consort Yan was often proud of her clever idea.
Sister, even though you're dead, it's alright for your older sister to borrow some of your light, isn't it?
………………
At this moment, a caravan was speeding along the official road, inside the largest carriage in the center, pulled by four horses.
"Host, I've been holding this question in for a long time: Why should we go with Yan Xun?"
Prefect Zhao, fearing that things might get complicated if he delayed, sent someone to escort them to the capital to recognize their father the next day. Before half a day had passed, the Duke's carriage arrived and shamelessly insisted on returning to the capital together.
Ling Xiao casually replied, "Because Yan Xun has already confirmed my identity, but he doesn't dare to kill me, so he's planning to use the same old trick again."
The system's mind raced, and it tried the same old trick again? Good heavens, Yan Xun was trying to seduce Ling Xiao.
This guy is definitely not a good person!
The original storyline's deep regret was probably premeditated, and it's unclear how much of it was genuine affection.
Speak of the devil, and he appears; a knock comes at the window, and a clear, gentle male voice rings out:
"It's getting late, and the caravan needs to prepare to set up camp. Would Miss Zhao like to get out and take a walk?"
The speaker then seemed somewhat evasive and embarrassed, paused, and added, "Today is the full moon; the moonlight is at its best."
The words left unsaid, giving the reader endless food for thought.
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