The bright and sunny spring scene was suddenly obscured by dark clouds. The weather in March and April is indeed like the face of God, changing in an instant.
However, strolling in the rain does have its own charm.
It's raining, why are there still people in the Imperial Garden without umbrellas...?
Jingrou's cheerful little steps suddenly came to a halt. Even in the bright spring sunshine, there was a slight chill in the air; now that it was raining, it brought an even greater chill. Although she was some distance away, it was clear that the rain was light, and she huddled into a small ball.
Either the person with their back to you is wearing very thin clothes, or they are clearly just a child.
Jingrou frowned. If she went back in the rain at this time, she would definitely get sick.
Along the way, Jingrou had already become somewhat familiar with this outfit; it was clearly that of a lowly eunuch from some unknown place in the palace. He wore a royal blue eunuch's robe, which was neither new nor old.
The wet nurse followed closely beside Jingrou. When she saw the person not far away, she frowned slightly and subconsciously squatted down to pick up Jingrou.
Jingrou subtly dodged.
She didn't know what was wrong with her; it was as if the sight of the little eunuch kneeling there, his lonely figure, stirred her compassion. She simply couldn't ignore the loss of another's life or the contempt he might have shown her—to put it bluntly, although she had been in this world for two years, she had always lived in a sheltered environment and hadn't witnessed the true dangers of this era. She still retained some modern ways of thinking, especially as her modern perspective had recently begun to resurface…
“Miss…” the wet nurse said in a low voice. There were no elders with Jingrou at the moment, so the wet nurse couldn’t interfere, but she also didn’t want to offend anyone, even if he was just an ordinary little eunuch.
Don't blame the wet nurse for being heartless. If this were outside, she would certainly tolerate her mistress's compassionate heart, but this is the palace.
Compared to her slightly weak heart, she cared more about her mistress's safety.
Jingrou shook her head stubbornly and gently pushed the wet nurse back. If it were a high-ranking official or a prince in distress, Jingrou would definitely have avoided him.
But the young eunuch in front of her was dressed in clothes that were neither new nor old, and he didn't seem to be living a good life. Judging from his figure, he didn't look much older than her...
If this were modern times, he'd just be a child, and no one knows why he offended the chief eunuch or what, but he's kneeling here at this moment...
Although she hadn't had direct contact with them, she knew that if a lowly eunuch like him fell ill, no one would care... even if it was just a small matter...
Jingrou took a few steps closer, and the person not far away seemed to be startled. He suddenly turned around, looked up at Jingrou, and then lowered his head again as if he was startled. However, in just a quick glance, Jingrou was able to see the appearance of the "little eunuch" in front of her.
He was quite handsome, with delicate and beautiful features. If he debuted as a boy band in modern times, he would definitely charm a lot of young girls.
However, he wasn't very old, maybe only five or six years old at most? Jingrou guessed uncertainly. There was nothing she could do; the only boys she had ever met since she transmigrated were her cousins, but they were all martial arts experts, with exceptionally strong physiques, and they all looked a year or two older than their peers.
"Sent to the palace to become a eunuch at such a young age?" Jingrou felt sorry for her.
"Don't be afraid..." Jingrou pursed her lips. She assumed that the "little eunuch" had looked up at her earlier because he was startled, and in order not to frighten him, she said this and then stopped walking.
Then she raised her big, bright, watery eyes and looked pitifully at her wet nurse, whining, "Umbrella..."
The wet nurse sighed helplessly. She hadn't wanted to cause any trouble, but her young mistress was just too kind-hearted. She thought to herself with a sense of helplessness, yet also with great pride.
Although the young lady was pampered and spoiled from a young age, she did not develop an arrogant temperament at all. She was kind to servants like them, even to a little eunuch she had never met in the palace.
"Miss, shall I take this umbrella over?"
Jingrou shook her head, "I'll go..." This little eunuch is too timid. If the wet nurse goes over, she'll scare him again.
Yinreng lowered his head helplessly. He had deliberately chosen such a secluded corner, but he was still seen by someone. The image of the little girl he had caught a glimpse of earlier flashed through his mind... standing so gracefully in the rain, reminding him of the little fairy in the picture book he had secretly read before, a somewhat chubby and cute girl.
Then, when he thought about his current situation, he blushed from his neck to his ears... It was really not a respectable thing to be seen in such a disheveled state.
Just as Yinreng was thinking about how to avoid her, the fairy girl approached him.
Here's an umbrella for you...
Yinreng looked up and found himself very close to her. She was holding an umbrella with some difficulty in her fair hands. Seeing her somewhat troubled expression, Yinreng subconsciously took it from her.
Then Yinreng saw the little girl in front of him looking relieved. She withdrew her hand and stretched it out slightly, revealing several cute little dimples on her hand.
Then the little girl squatted down in front of him again. "Don't get sick..." She looked worriedly at the rain on his shoulders, which made Yinreng feel a lot of pressure and a bittersweet feeling in his heart.
Then the little girl went back to her wet nurse or nanny, waved to him, and left.
Yinreng felt like he was dreaming, but when he saw the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, he realized it wasn't a dream.
After the group of people had walked away, several eunuchs hurriedly ran over from behind the artificial hill.
He Ying, who was in the lead, took a cloak and wrapped it around Yinreng, and with the help of a little eunuch next to him, she immediately and considerately held up an umbrella for him.
"Oh dear, my little darling... why must you be angry with the Emperor... hearing that you were here, the Emperor immediately sent his servants over... at this moment..."
Yinreng ignored the words of the eunuchs around him, remaining silent as he was served by others, and left the Imperial Garden.
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