With an expression of despair on his face, Tian Fu Shan held the guest list and passed through the second gate, only to unexpectedly run into the Sixth Highness, who had the authority to make decisions, coming from the opposite direction.
“What’s the matter?” Did Mu Xi Yao wrap up the discussion so quickly?
Hearing the Master’s matter-of-course order, Ye Kai couldn’t help but inwardly complain. Last time, he had made fun of Wei Zhen, and now he has received the retribution. It was his turn to offend these high-born noble ladies.
Bracing himself, Ye Kai pushed through the crowd and approached the Fourth Princess. He courteously paid his respects and truthfully conveyed the task assigned by His Highness.
‘Don’t worry, the Inner World in Huaxia is powerful. There are some subdivisions among Taoist schools that can control four-legged beasts and birds, even though they have declined now.’
Little Golden Dragon’s words provided some relief to Luoxi. She glanced behind her and saw the soldier with a look of expectation on his face. She slightly opened her mouth and her sweet voice echoed.
To others, that voice sounded melodious, like singing. Although the words were indistinct and could not be heard clearly, even the most celestial of voices should be at most like this.
Having obtained the rural estate that she had long coveted, Mu Xi Yao returned to Danruo Courtyard with a smug expression on her face. After making sure that she was properly attended to, Zong Zheng Lin turned and made his way to Chanruo Courtyard.
“If you’re ready, we’ll depart from the residence.” He Lian Min Min was dressed like a young lady of a common family. Though lacking the grandeur of a princess consort, she now exuded a more refined kind of beauty. Seeing her appropriately attired, Zong Zheng Lin summoned Tian Fu Shan to prepare the carriage.
“Your Highness.” He Lian Zhang quickly stood up and bowed to pay his respects upon seeing Zong Zheng Lin enter the room dressed in a dark cyan regular attire.
“Why, is the tea not brewed well?” Zong Zheng Lin didn’t immediately instruct him to rise. His gaze fell on the teacup beside his hand, which contained floral tea brewed by Mu Xi Yao with ‘great care’. There was still over half of it remaining.
It seemed that the head of He Lian House failed to appreciate Mu Xi Yao’s tea-making skills.
The Little Golden Dragon felt hopeful and spoke with more excitement.
People always choose soft persimmons to squeeze1, and dealing with the Western Inner World was much easier than the Eastern one.
In the evening, Cheng Qing finally got to see his dad, whom he loved to cuddle with the most. His cheerfulness made Mu Xi Yao feel slightly jealous.
This clever child had a sharp little mind. Despite Zong Zheng Lin being away for so many days, he still recognized him. As soon as he saw his dad, Cheng Qing tumbled down with a thud, but luckily the Sixth Highness acted quickly. Otherwise, the little bun would have gotten a bump on his head.
Mu Xi Yao was quite curious about the private conversation Zong Zheng Lin had with He Lian Min Min. Unfortunately, the boss didn’t allow her to inquire further and only said that things she should worry about had been taken care of. Afterward, she only needed to rest peacefully in Danruo Courtyard until she gave birth.
Mu Xi Yao pouted. This was a classic case of the boss destroying the bridge after crossing the river1. He had just returned, but already left her with no place to stand. She was about to continue pestering him when she was scared into silence by the words coming above her head.
On Lu’s rescue boat, the two brothers were like a chicken talking to a duck1. The air between the two was barely a happy and harmonious one.
On the boat of the navy rescue team, the Squad Leader looked at Luoxi hesitantly, “Are you sure you don’t need to go to the hospital for an examination?”