How should I put it? It felt like he wasn't an outsider, but rather being treated as a close and familiar member of the family.
At this moment, Yan Qian even forgot his identity as a guard.
Previously, I only thought that this Miss Hong was straightforward, kind-hearted, and unconcerned with trivial matters.
In the two hours that followed after noon, Yan Qian seemed to finally understand why his master valued this young lady so highly.
She seems to treat people without any distinction based on their status or position.
Night fell quickly, lanterns were hung in the streets, and pedestrians continued to stream by.
The three of them had just finished eating a few more mutton buns when they stood in front of a restaurant that was slightly inferior to Jinghualou. After letting out a full burp, Hong Xiaoduo said with some regret, "I can't eat anymore. But it's okay, tomorrow is fine. I'm afraid I can't eat here tomorrow. I'll come back to eat here the day after tomorrow."
"Kaiyang, which way should we go next? Should we throw our shoes down to decide?"
Kaiyang thought about it seriously for a moment and said, "Let's go back."
"Are you sure?" Hong Xiaoduo asked, looking into his eyes.
Going back doesn't mean going back to the guest room to wash up and rest. The child's expression at this moment shows that he has made up his mind to go back to the Wei residence, his home, and face the situation.
Kaiyang naturally understood the meaning behind her question and nodded firmly.
The conversation between the two, as well as their tone and expressions, made Yan Qian, who was standing to the side, realize that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
"Yes, my Kaiyang is great, let's go." Hong Xiaoduo said with great satisfaction, taking his little hand. The two smiled at each other and turned to walk towards the direction of Minister Wei's residence...
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