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The carriage slowly made its way towards the capital.

"Miss, you look so pale, is your stomach still hurting?"

Xiao Zhuoying looked ashamed: "I'm sorry, if I had known you were having an accident, I wouldn't have ridden so fast."

Zhu Luo waved her hand with her eyes closed: "I am too grateful to the princess. This is just an old ailment of mine. I will be fine after a rest."

"How about we go to my place first? I'll have the cook make some nourishing soup."

Zhu Luo opened her eyes, and the sky outside the window was a magnificent orange-red.

"Thank you, Princess. I'd like to go home now. Also, isn't this carriage moving too slowly?"

When we left, it was still bright daylight, but in the blink of an eye, it was dusk. If we continued at this pace, we would arrive in the capital at night.

"Take it slow, or you'll get dizzy again." Xiao Zhuoying suddenly remembered something and took out a paper packet from her sachet. "I packed some dried apricots with me when I left. They're sweet and sour. Try them, they'll make you feel better."

Zhu Luo tasted one: "It's pretty good. Who made it?"

"It's not from the imperial kitchen, I just go and get a batch whenever I have free time. If you like it, Luo Luo, I'll get it for you often in the future."

Then Lolo called out.

Zhu Luo took a piece of chocolate out of her pocket: "It's only fair to return the favor, Princess, please have some chocolate."

"Chocolate? Mmm... It smells so good!" Xiao Zhuoying took a big bite from Zhu Luo's hand, and immediately frowned. "Wow, it's so bitter, tsk tsk, then sweet, so smooth, like eating silk, or even heavy brocade."

She closed her eyes and began to enjoy it.

The mirror recorded the entire tasting process from all angles.

Zhu Luo chuckled to himself. This mirror wasn't just greedy; it also had impeccable professional skills, never forgetting to gather material at any time.

"Third brother is right, you have so many novelties here, I really want to go out and explore with you."

Zhu Luo handed her another piece: "Then let's go. I'll take the princess out to play next time."

Xiao Zhuoying broke off a small piece and put it in her mouth: "It's not that easy. There are so many eyes in the palace watching me. Coming to the garden is fine, but as for the faraway places, forget it."

Zhu Luo fell silent.

Every family has its own troubles, let alone the royal family.

Once past the gates of Jinling, one is greeted by a scene of brightly lit lanterns and colorful decorations, with red ribbons fluttering in the wind. Carriages and horses come and go in an endless stream, and the noise is constant. The bustling city life has come to life. Zhu Luo curiously peers into the room, observing everything before her.

This is the capital city where Shen Zhuluo lived for ten years.

With a loud bang, fireworks shot into the sky and bloomed in the low sky not far away.

Zhu Luo clasped her hands together and prayed in her heart: "Shen Zhu Luo, don't worry, I will find everything that belongs to you."

Banxia was also curious: "It wasn't like this when we left. Was it to welcome His Highness Prince Li?"

Xiao Zhuoying glanced at it and then lowered the curtain: "This is a rehearsal, for the White Tiger Army's welcome dinner tomorrow."

"The Qi family's White Tiger Army?" Zhu Luo had a bad feeling.

"Yes, my third brother entered the city this afternoon. Oh, by the way, you're still with the Crown Prince and don't know about this."

Zhu Luo pondered for a moment and finally understood.

Xiao Mingyan was probably preparing to enter the city at that time.

"It's not for His Highness Prince Li," Banxia said, somewhat disappointed.

For her, the Prince Li and his men were the royals she had been in the most frequent contact with recently, and she had a preconceived notion that she was somewhat inclined to side with them.

"Anyway, it's none of our business." Zhu Luo reluctantly lowered the curtain, feeling a strange tightness in her chest.

The red lanterns on the high-rise building shone through the curtains, but she felt no warmth at all.

After passing through the bustling city center, the carriage entered the aristocratic district in the eastern corner of the city. The doors were brightly lit, but there were hardly any people in sight.

Before getting out of the car, Xiao Zhuoying took Zhu Luo's hand and said empathetically, "Let me go in with you. You're coming back so late, you need to give me an explanation."

Zhu Luo smiled and shook her head: "Thank you, Princess. The fact that your car stopped here says it all. We can't trouble Your Highness any further."

If Xiao Jingchi hadn't suddenly decided to host a banquet, she would have arrived at the Shen residence long ago.

Although these wealthy and powerful families kept their doors closed, there were still people watching what was happening outside.

The princess was escorted back to her residence; such treatment was more than enough.

It even exceeded her plans.

“Okay, I’m afraid I’ll scare them if I go in. I’ll come find you tomorrow.”

Zhu Luo gave a few perfunctory replies and then let the princess leave.

Banxia craned her neck and looked around a few times before asking, "Your Highness is so kind!"

Zhu Luo's lips twitched.

If she knew that the princess had designs on her master, let's see if she would still say those words.

Sigh, let's not scare the child.

She needs to settle down as soon as possible so she can ask Nana why the pot of mutton was placed on her head.

Banxia knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered.

"That's strange. Didn't the princess send someone to inform the family? Why is no one answering the door?"

Zhu Luo's mind sank.

How could the door of the Vice Minister of Rites' residence be unguarded?

Don't think they're deliberately making things difficult for her or trying to intimidate her.

After all, the current mistress of the Shen family is Madam Qi, the third sister who drove away Shen Zhuluo and her son.

She called out to Banxia, ​​"Stop knocking. Is there a side door or a convenient place for you to come and go in the house?"

"Oh? Miss, it's not appropriate for you to go that way." Banxia held onto the door knocker, reluctant to give up.

"What's wrong with it? They won't open the door. Am I supposed to just sit here and wait in the cold wind? Take me there quickly, as long as I can get into their house."

Shen Zhuluo's return to the capital was at the palace's behest; the Shen family would never dare to send her away.

Banxia hesitated for a moment, then let go of her hand: "The kitchen door should be open, and it's not far from Miss's courtyard."

Generally, in a good location, the yard of the main house is farther away from the kitchen.

"Then what are we waiting for? Lead the way!"

Not long after the master and servant left the main gate, the gate opened a crack, and a head peeked out, looking around in confusion.

"How much further do we have to go?!" Zhu Luo's legs were about to give out.

The Shen family mansion is so huge, when will it ever end?

Banxia was also anxious: "Why don't you rest here for a while? I'll go to the front and knock on the door first. If they still don't open it, we'll go somewhere else."

Upon hearing that there would be more trouble, Zhu Luo nodded hastily, "Okay, go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

She casually found a wooden stake under a tree and sat down to rest.

Before she could catch her breath, something suddenly fell from above her head and hit her right on the forehead.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

She looked up, but the dark leaves swayed in the wind, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

I accidentally stepped on a pine cone.

"So it was you, one of the Shen family's people who came to bully me?" She threw the pine cone away angrily.

But this only earned another complaint.

"Tsk tsk tsk, that hurts so much! Who was so blind?"

Zhu Luo exclaimed in surprise, "Who? Who's there?"

Although her hearing was far inferior to Cang Xu's, she could still recognize Xiao Mingyan's voice even with a voice changer on.

It's that kind of half-dead, half-hated vibe that makes people hate you.

No one else would speak like that except him.