A lucky little peasant girl is reborn and brings prosperity to her entire family.

Huiyi gave a chilling laugh, threw the riding whip in her hand to the ground, and turned away angrily.

Zhao Annian raised his voice and said, "Your Highness, this humble general will not see you off! However, we will have to discuss Your Highness's unauthorized trespassing into the capital's military camp with His Majesty later!"

Huiyi was shocked to discover that even though she had already tolerated Zhao Annian out of respect for Xin Yibei, Zhao Annian was still relentless and wanted to complain to Emperor Zhengxuan!

Huiyi turned around furiously, pointed at Zhao Annian's nose and sneered: "Fine! Then I'll wait and see if my brother will blame me for this mad dog he's raised!"

Zhao Annian raised his eyebrows and cupped his fists, saying, "Your Highness, please wait patiently."

Huiyi left with a livid face.

The tent flap was slammed shut and swayed in mid-air. The soldiers outside the tent shouted in unison, "Respectfully seeing off Your Highness," indicating that Consort Huiyi had indeed left.

Song Yanyan emerged from behind the tiger-skin frame and bowed respectfully to Xin Yibei, saying, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my life on so many occasions."

After Shao Wu intercepted and harassed her in the street, Song Yanyan told Zhao Annian that the Crown Prince had saved her more than once.

Zhao Annian wasn't surprised at all. Instead, he solemnly cupped his fists towards Xin Yibei and said, "Yes, we must thank Your Highness for saving our Yan Yan time and time again."

Xin Yibei simply nodded: "No need to be so polite. Auntie was indeed being a bit too much."

Zhao Annian grinned: "However, this humble general is not particularly afraid of Your Highness. As for His Majesty, this humble general has a clear conscience."

Xin Yibei remained silent.

Zhao Annian then remembered something else: "Your Highness, by the way..."

He had just started to get started when he slapped his forehead and remembered that his Yan Yan was still here!

Zhao Annian turned to look at Song Yanyan.

Before Zhao Annian could speak, Song Yanyan understood that her second uncle probably had to talk to His Highness the Crown Prince, and it was inconvenient for her to be there: "...Second Uncle, it's getting late, should I go home first?"

Zhao Annian hissed, "No, Yan Yan, I'm worried about you being alone these past few days. Let me think about who would be better to send you back."

“Deputy General Wang? No way, that kid is unreliable.”

“Lieutenant General Li? ...No, that won’t work either. Lieutenant General Li isn’t very good at fighting.”

Zhao Annian counted the people on his fingers.

He discovered that, at this critical moment, there was not a single reliable person who could deliver his daughter Yanyan to him!

Xin Yibei watched as Zhao Annian counted people on his fingers, finishing one hand and starting to count the second.

He lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Let Cheng Qian go."

Zhao Annian was stunned.

Song Yanyan was also stunned.

Xin Yibei said, "What? Is moving to Chengqian also inappropriate?"

Zhao Annian looked distressed: "No, Your Highness, it's not that Lord Cheng's actions were inappropriate, they were excessively so. Lord Cheng is your chief bodyguard. If he goes to escort my niece, then what about your own bodyguards..."

Xin Yibei replied indifferently, "What? Even in the capital camp, I would be in danger? Can't you protect me?"

Having said all that, how could Zhao Annian possibly say no?

And he also had some selfish motives.

Cheng Qian, as the commander of the Crown Prince's First Guard, personally escorted Yan Yan back home. The attitude shown by this gesture should give those who are spying outside a second thought.

With this in mind, Zhao Annian stopped worrying about it.

His Highness the Crown Prince was so generous, letting Cheng Qian escort Yan Yan back. Why is he being so hesitant? Isn't he getting the benefit and then acting innocent?

"Alright! Then this humble general thanks Your Highness!" Zhao Annian grinned.

He instructed Song Yanyan, "Yanyan, go back with Lord Cheng in a little while. When you get back, tell your mother about what happened today, but don't let her worry too much, okay?"

Song Yanyan nodded and obediently agreed, "Okay."

Believe it or not, her second uncle really cares about her mother.

"besides……"

Xin Yibei watched coldly from the side.

Zhao Annian gave Song Yanyan a long-winded explanation, but Song Yanyan showed no impatience whatsoever. She just stood there obediently, her fair and tender face flushed, nodding her head from time to time.

Xin Yibei stared for a while, then realized she had been staring for too long and looked away.

Zhao Annian couldn't think of anything else to instruct, and then he turned around and remembered that Xin Yibei was still waiting beside him.

Zhao Annian's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no! Everyone knows that Crown Prince Xin Yibei is cold and aloof, and he never hesitates to speak his mind when things annoy him.

He'll be fine, at most he'll get a few words from the Crown Prince, but their Yan Yan is still a young girl, and she's easily embarrassed. If the Crown Prince says something to her, she'll probably feel terrible—

Zhao Annian hurriedly apologized, "Your Highness, I was momentarily lost in thought and rambled on. I've kept you waiting."

Xin Yibei calmly shifted her gaze back to Zhao Annian's face and said calmly, "It's alright."

Zhao Annian breathed a sigh of relief and grinned: "...Your Highness, where is Lord Cheng?"

"Chengqian".

Xin Yibei spoke.

"Your Highness, I am here." Cheng Qian said with a hint of helplessness as he opened the tent flap and entered.

"Take Miss Song home," Xin Yibei instructed simply.

"Yes." Cheng Qian replied, then looked at Song Yanyan and smiled, "Miss Song, please?"

Song Yanyan curtsied: "I'll trouble you, Guard Cheng."

Zhao Annian also laughed and said, "Lord Cheng, I'll treat you to a drink later."

Song Yanyan obediently followed Cheng Qian out of the tent. As she walked out of the tent, she even put her animal skin hat back on.

Zhao Annian watched Song Yanyan leave the tent before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

The girl left the tent, and the tent seemed to have lost its brightness, transforming from its original vibrancy and liveliness into its usual coldness and hardness.

Xin Yibei was somewhat lost in thought.

……

Song Yanyan followed behind Cheng Qian, passing through the camp.

The carriage she had arrived in that morning was still outside the camp.

The coachman was temporarily nowhere to be seen.

The soldier at the camp gate said that the driver had diarrhea and had gone to the toilet.

Song Yanyan didn't care; she would just wait.

But Cheng Qian was still there, and she glanced at him.

Cheng Qian was, after all, Crown Prince Xin Yibei's personal bodyguard, and he couldn't be away from Xin Yibei for too long.

“Miss Song, please get in the carriage,” Cheng Qian said without hesitation. “I’ll drive.”

Seeing that Cheng Qian was not joking, Song Yanyan hesitated for a moment before getting into the carriage: "Then I'll have to trouble Guard Cheng."

Cheng Qian admired Song Yanyan's spirit.

He held the carriage reins in his hand, still somewhat intrigued: "This is the first time I've ever driven a carriage for someone other than His Highness."

Cheng Qian paused for a moment, then added, "But don't feel guilty. I'm fine driving; I just haven't encountered this situation before."

Song Yanyan replied, "Okay."

Cheng Qian smiled, shouted "Giddy up!" and drove the carriage toward the capital.