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After a piercing scream, the pitch-black Tibetan Mastiff glanced disdainfully at the fainted Le Zhao on the ground, snorted with its nostrils in the air, and then jumped onto the purple glazed Palanquin.
Throughout the journey, the Palanquin never stopped for a moment.
As for Le Zhao, who had fainted on the ground, she had been following Liu Yuren's Palanquin since leaving the Imperial Garden. She thought that hiding in the shadows would keep her unnoticed and was waiting for an opportunity to create a chance encounter or flirt. Le Zhao believed that since Liu Yuren had saved Xia Huxin, there was no reason for her to be looked down upon. However, just as she was about to rush out from the side of the Palanquin pretending to have lost her balance and fallen, she was startled into unconsciousness by the sudden charge of the Girl from the Palanquin.
The Palanquin passed steadily by the fainted Le Zhao without any pause.
Inside the Palanquin, the Girl was happily sipping on the bird's nest that Liu Yuren had rewarded her with, seemingly pleased with herself for scaring Le Zhao into fainting so effortlessly.
Liu Yuren showed no visible emotional fluctuations on her face; her gaze inadvertently drifted toward the direction where Le Zhao was headed—the Weiyang Palace.
……
“Miss Xia, please get off.”
The carriage stopped outside Weiyang Palace. Thanks to Liu Yuren's influence, Huxin did not have to walk all the way to Weiyang Palace; otherwise, it would have taken at least half an hour.
“Understood, De Gonggong,” Huxin replied lightly, her expression calm.
She understood the principle of making oneself comfortable in a situation once arrived; given her status as the legitimate daughter of the Xia Family's main branch, she would eventually have to enter through the gates of Weiyang Palace.
The curtain of the carriage slowly lifted, and a woman's hand reached in. The back of her hand was red and slightly rough, resembling that of a maid who often did heavy work.
"Servants Qing Yan and Mo Chuan have been sent by the master to welcome the young lady," said the girl who parted the curtain softly.
Huxin looked out and saw a young girl in a blue dress standing in front of the carriage, her brows lowered. She had a slender figure and a neat appearance, with her long hair styled in a simple bun. Her delicate features were quiet, and she appeared to be around eighteen or nineteen years old.
Behind her stood a young guard with an expressionless face, dressed in dark guard attire. He was tall and sturdy, exuding the steady demeanor of a seasoned warrior.
Huxin's gaze swept over the two of them as she subtly stepped down from the carriage with Qing Yan's assistance.
Qing Yan introduced herself clearly, which saved Huxin from having to probe further.
As for the master she mentioned... it must be Xia Huxin's father!
"Qing Yan, did the master have any message for me?" Huxin casually asked Qing Yan while following De Gonggong forward.
"Replying to the young lady, the master only instructed Qing Yan and Mo Chuan to wait outside Weiyang Palace and to escort you back to the palace later. Nothing else was mentioned."
Qing Yan spoke clearly and answered fluently, not revealing a word that should not be said.
Huxin raised an eyebrow and nodded slightly, already having an idea in her mind.
It seemed that her father was pretending to be ill today!
Since he was pretending to be ill, he couldn't appear, which explained Liu Yuren's presence! Qing Yan did not seem like an ordinary servant; she walked with grace and had an elegant demeanor, likely a trusted senior maid of Elder Xia. As for Mo Chuan, from the moment Huxin first saw him, he had not shown any extra expression—he was also someone not to be underestimated.
Elder Xia arranged for two people to wait outside Weiyang Palace, and the intention was clear: to ensure that she returned safely to the Xia Family.
Thinking of this, Huxin felt more assured.
Just as Huxin was about to step into Weiyang Palace, a frivolous and arrogant voice rang out from behind her,
"Sister Huxin, please wait. How can I feel at ease if you enter Weiyang Palace alone?"
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