In autumn, the weather gradually cools down, with continuous drizzle and misty clouds approaching the gray-black city walls.
There were still a few peddlers wandering the streets, glancing up at the weather every now and then, worried that rain would soak their stalls.
The Jia family mansion.
Passing by the main gate on both sides and walking straight to the left, you'll find guest rooms with fragrant braziers, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere, with wisps of delicate fragrance wafting through the air.
Several maids tiptoed into the inner room, afraid of disturbing the noble lady inside the bedroom.
Chun'er, who was waiting inside, had already tidied up. She quietly went around the bedroom to the door and thoughtfully closed the door to the inner room.
He whispered to the maids of the Jia family, "The master hasn't woken up yet. Just leave the hot water and clothes here. I will take care of the master later."
The maids of the Jia family looked at each other, and seeing Chun'er dressed in a blue palace gown and looking composed, they subconsciously agreed with Chun'er's words and put down the clothes prepared by the Jia family. However, when they left, there was still a bit of reluctance in their eyes.
They were all maids serving in the front courtyard of the Jia family. They knew that the new distinguished guest was the father of the young lady and the son-in-law of the Jia family. But what was more famous than the man's identity was his appearance. It was said that none of the male masters in the Jia family could compare to this Lord Lin. It was a real pity that they could not meet him.
The young maids, after much deliberation, reluctantly left.
In the bedroom, Lin Daiyu went to bed early and woke up early as well. Because of her father's comfort the night before, the young girl had sweet dreams all night long, and she was still a little dazed when she woke up in the morning.
Lin Daiyu blinked her sleepy eyes, her drowsiness dissipating and her mind becoming more awake.
Recalling yesterday's beautiful dream and the empty bedroom this morning, the little girl suddenly wondered if she had had a beautiful dream yesterday, in which her father came and was preparing to take her home.
The little girl, who was skeptical of the truth, immediately became alert and, without even putting on her shoes, began to verify the authenticity of yesterday's events, searching for traces of her father.
Lying on her side, Qingyin slipped a moon-white robe over Chun'er's clothes. Before she could even put on her hair ornament, she spotted the little girl running towards her in her undergarments, barefoot.
He quickly got up, picked up the little girl who was about half a year old, sat on the bed, and wrapped her tightly in a thick quilt.
After doing all this, Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief and bent down to ask gently, "What's wrong, Pin'er?"
The little girl was wrapped up tightly, with only her small face, no bigger than a palm, showing. Her pale complexion regained some color after Qingyin's actions, but at this moment she stared intently at Qingyin, a sweet smile on her lips, and said, "I thought Father wasn't here."
The little girl's voice was timid and soft, but when she leaned close to Lin Daiyu, her clear voice was just loud enough to be heard.
Looking at the little girl who lacked a sense of security, Qingyin sighed inwardly. Jia Min left too early, and the original owner of this body sent the little girl to the Jia family when she was so young. She raised her for several years, which made the little girl much more introverted and less secure. As a result, the little girl became very attached to her own feelings. So when Jia Baoyu gave her only a little, the little girl gave him everything. Qingyin gently stroked her soft head and took the little girl's slightly cold little hand that was exposed to the elements, as if conveying warm love through her palm.
Looking at the little girl's dependent and focused eyes, Qingyin's eyes softened even more. Now that he was here, he would make up for the love that Lin Daiyu had missed.
Chun'er and An Sheng stood quietly to the side, watching the warm interaction between the father and daughter with smiles in their eyes.
Now that Miss can be brought back to the manor, Master no longer needs to worry about her. The Lin family will only get better and better in the future.
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