Since we're already here, let's make the best of it. We'll take A-Yue out for some fun, and ensuring her safety is the most important thing.
As for whether A-Yue can stay in Da Chu from now on, that depends on Fifth Brother's own abilities.
Su Ruojin glanced at Su Yiting, who was handing the grilled meat to Xing Yue.
Su Yiting was puzzled by the look his younger sister gave him, so he quickly took another piece of meat and handed it to Su Ruojin, saying, "Little sister, have some meat."
A hand reached out and took the piece of grilled meat from Su Yiting's hand, then handed him another piece, saying, "Ajin, the meat is ready."
Su Yiting: ......
The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.
Lunar New Year's Eve is almost here.
The capital city of Great Chu was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and every household pasted up Spring Festival couplets and paper-cut window decorations.
Children were playing and laughing on the street with lanterns. The occasional sound of firecrackers startled a neighbor lady. The children were scolded a couple of times, but they laughed and ran away to set off firecrackers in another spot.
Madam Su was restless in the General's Mansion. "Brother Feng, tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Will Xiao Jin and Lao Wu be able to come back in time?"
Su Yunfeng comforted Madam Su, "Ting'er sent a message some time ago that he and Xiao Jin have been rushing back. They should be able to arrive in time."
"But can Xiao Jin, a young girl, handle traveling like this?"
Madam Su was conflicted. On the one hand, she hoped that Xiao Jin could come back for the New Year, but on the other hand, she was afraid that Xiao Jin would get tired from traveling too much.
Su Muyao comforted her, "Mother, don't worry, Fifth Brother and Sister should be here soon."
Just then, a servant rushed into the room, panting excitedly, and pointed outside the door, "General, Madam, the... the eldest young lady and the fifth young master are back!"
What!
Mrs. Su suddenly stood up and rushed out the door.
Su Muyao followed closely behind, saying, "Mother, slow down."
Su Yunfeng followed him out, his face beaming with excitement.
As soon as Su Ruojin, Su Yiting, and Xing Yue entered the front hall, they saw Madam Su walking quickly toward Su Ruojin.
"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin."
"Mother." Su Ruojin quickly reached out and hugged her mother, who was practically rushing towards her, feeling a surge of warmth in her heart.
Madam Su reached out and touched Su Ruojin's face, then turned her around and looked her over from head to toe. Only after confirming that her daughter was alright did she feel relieved.
"It's good that you're back. Look how thin you've become. I'll have the kitchen make you some chicken soup later to help you recover."
Standing to the side, Su Yiting looked at his mother with a hint of resentment.
From the moment her mother appeared until now, she has only ever had eyes for Xiao Jin, never even glancing at him.
"Mom, I've lost weight too," Su Yiting said with dissatisfaction.
Madam Su glanced at him with disdain, "What does it matter if a grown man is a little fat or thin? Stop making such a fuss, aren't you ashamed?"
Su Yiting: ......
My mother's heart is so biased that you can't see the other side.
Xing Yue couldn't help but laugh when she saw Su Yiting get the short end of the stick in front of her mother.
Madam Su then noticed Xing Yue, noticing that Xing Yue's attire was unlike that of an ordinary maid.
She looked at Su Ruojin and asked, "Xiaojin, what's this?"
"Mother, let me introduce you. This is Xing Yue, the daughter of Xing Qin, the General of the Cavalry of Yunqi."
Xing Yue quickly bowed to Madam Su, "A-Yue greets Madam Su."
Madam Su was quite pleased with the poised and elegant young woman in front of her. It was a rare occasion for Xiao Jin to bring a friend home, and she was happy about it.
At the same time, the palace also received news that Su Ruojin had returned to the Su family.
Empress Dowager Wei summoned Xiao Chenyi.
“Princess Chang Le is back, it’s time to make a move.”
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