The calming incense wafted around, but it couldn't dispel the unease in my heart. I put down my brush, rose, and walked to the window.
Her narrow, peach-blossom eyes gazed at the cool, bright moon, her fingertips gently stroking the jade thumb ring on her thumb. At this hour, that ugly thing should have arrived at the Nanrong Jinghua Mansion.
Suddenly, a slightly chilly evening breeze blew by, bringing a touch of coolness. Helian Nie's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.
A shadow inexplicably fell over his handsome face, and his sinister voice grew even colder in the deep, dewy night.
"The Wen family."
**
Nanrong Mansion.
It was nearly midnight, and because the Nanrong Mansion was located in a secluded and quiet area,
So at this time of night, apart from the sound of the night watchman striking the gong, there is no other major noise.
Two bright lanterns hung in front of the Nanrong Mansion. The two guards, unlike their usual drowsy state, were now full of energy and stood ramrod straight.
There was no other reason than that Nan Rong Jinghua, followed by a servant in blue, was standing in front of the mansion.
With their master right there, they dared not slack off even a little, and could only secretly complain in their hearts.
"Da da da"
The rhythmic sound of horses' hooves and the turning of carriage wheels was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.
Nan Rong Jinghua looked up and saw Chang Ying driving the carriage. Her gaze, hidden beneath a long silk robe, softened as it fell upon the carriage behind Chang Ying.
Ah Sheng.
The carriage stopped, and Changying alighted from it, bowed to Nanrong Jinghua, and then lifted the carriage curtain.
Because the little girl was asleep, and fearing she might fall due to the bumpy carriage ride, Changying allowed Yue'er to carry her out of the palace.
However, she cannot stay; Yue'er will have to return to the palace with Changying later.
Perhaps because of what happened today, the little girl was frightened and cried twice. Helian Si is sleeping soundly now, but not very peacefully.
Her chubby, fair hands were still tightly clutching the outer robe that Helian Ci had taken off.
Her little mouth was slightly pouting, and her whole little body was curled up into a small ball because of insecurity.
The night was chilly, and fearing the little girl would catch a cold, the moon draped a light pink cloak over her.
Yue'er gently carried Helian Si down from the carriage, and Nanrong Jinghua slowly stepped forward to stand before her.
Seeing the little girl's appearance, the deity's brows furrowed slightly, recalling the strange news of the flower hairpin that had returned at noon.
He pursed his thin lips, ultimately not asking anything, but instead speaking in a low voice.
"Give her to me."
Looking at the sleeping princess in her arms, Yue'er felt a pang of reluctance. No matter what had happened before, she had never been separated from the princess.
Even now, the thought of that calming herbal soup still sends shivers down Yue'er's spine.
Suppressing her reluctance, she gritted her teeth and handed Helian Si, whom she was holding, to Nanrong Jinghua.
When the little girl was in Nanrong Jinghua's arms, she felt in her dream that she had entered a fragrant sea of flowers.
The familiar, delicate fragrance gradually calmed her restless heart.
The little body no longer curled up uneasily, but slowly relaxed.
The fluffy little head instinctively snuggled gently into Nan Rong Jinghua's arms before falling into a deep sleep again.
Changying and Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief. Changying looked at Nanrong Jinghua, bowed once more, and spoke softly.
"In that case, I'll trouble Young Master Jinghua to take care of the little princess during this time."
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