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"Ok."

Chun Tao nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite. For some reason, she felt that the young lady had changed. With the young lady's fiery temper before, she was bound to have some conflict with the general. Every time this happened, it would just go as the person in that room wanted. She and Xia He wanted to persuade her but couldn't.

Now that the girl has figured things out, she feels much more at ease. Perhaps she should trust the girl more in the future, since the girl has come of age and should start thinking about her own affairs.

"Oh, right," Xiao Ran suddenly stopped and said, "Granny Yang will be coming to the mansion the day after tomorrow."

Chun Tao was taken aback. In her mind, she saw an elegant old woman. Although she was nearly sixty, she exuded an indescribable charm, as if she were in the middle of winter, but when she looked back, she saw a plum blossom on the branch.

Chuntao hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "...Is she here to teach the young lady?"

“Of course not.” Xiao Ran turned around and looked at Chun Tao strangely. “I’m here to teach my dear little sister.”

Chun Tao glanced at her mistress with a teasing look, then hesitated to speak. Xiao Ran naturally saw it, but didn't take it seriously. After all, Chun Tao was a maid who couldn't keep secrets; she would tell her when she figured things out.

"The day after tomorrow, please keep an eye out for when Granny Yang arrives at the mansion and let me know."

"……Yes."

……

Just after the Lunar New Year, the north wind howled in, carrying fine, scattered snowflakes. Xiao Ran, holding a bamboo pole wrapped in cotton cloth, was tiptoeing to reach the snow on the pear tree branches when she suddenly heard the crunching sound of footsteps on the snow approaching rapidly behind her.

"Miss! Miss!" Chun Tao came running, panting, her hair covered with snowflakes, which she didn't bother to brush off. The hem of her blue satin cotton skirt was also covered with freshly fallen snowflakes. "Granny Yang is here. She should have already seen the General by now."

Snowflakes from the tip of the bamboo pole fell softly onto her eyelashes, and Xiao Ran's hand holding the pole paused slightly.

She handed the bamboo pole to Xia He beside her, brushed the snow off her clothes, and looked up, saying sheepishly:

"You're here, so why the rush?"

“But Miss…” Chun Tao unconsciously twisted the handkerchief in her sleeve and murmured, “Granny Yang is coming to our courtyard.”

Xiao Ran was taken aback, her brows furrowing slightly: "You called her over?"

"This servant didn't..." Chun Tao bit her lip, her voice growing even lower.

Xiao Ran jumped down from the small stool and looked at Chun Tao suspiciously: "Then why did she come here?"

"Miss...!" Chun Tao finally couldn't hold back any longer, her voice tinged with urgency, "Have you forgotten that matter?"

"What is it?" Xiao Ran looked at Chun Tao's hesitant expression and couldn't help but chuckle, tapping her red nose with her fingertip.

"Look at how flustered you are. Could it be that we have a real dragon hidden in our courtyard, or a luminous pearl buried there?" Xiao Ran's words were cut off by a cold laugh before she could finish speaking.

"I dare not speak of the luminous pearl, but this ruler of mine was bestowed upon me by His Majesty. I never expected it to disappear in the young lady's courtyard for nothing."

An aged voice, carried by the north wind, swept into the courtyard, startling the snow on the branches into a soft rustling sound.

Xiao Ran's fingertips suddenly clenched, and she slowly turned around. She saw that Granny Yang was supporting a little maid standing under the moon gate. Granny Yang was wearing a dark blue palace dress with a black fox fur cloak over it. The red gold longevity character hairpin in her hair reflected the snow, like a guillotine hanging above her head.

"Greetings, Granny!" The maids all rushed around the courtyard and called out in unison. Xiao Ran deliberately slowed down her kneeling, and sure enough, her wrist was grabbed by a hand with fine wrinkles.

"I cannot accept being called 'Grandma' by the young lady."