The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

Chapter 265 Xinyuan

Li Anqi nodded reluctantly, but in reality, he could only walk by leaning on Ling Luo's body.

Ling Luo's eyes darkened, and he picked her up and strode toward the carriage.

Li Anqi gasped in surprise, instinctively grabbing his collar and whispering, "Your Highness, this is improper..."

Ling Luo looked down at her, his tone dark and unyielding: "Etiquette? You almost got into trouble today, and you're talking to me about etiquette!"

Li Anqi was speechless after being silenced by his words and could only let him carry her into the carriage.

As soon as he sat in the car, Li Anqi immediately broke free from Ling Luo's embrace and clung to her side, gently pressing his temple with one hand.

Looking at Li Anqi's flushed and dazed face, Ling Luo instructed Yu Yang, "Bring water."

Yu Yang handed over the water bottle, and Ling Luo opened the bottle cap and handed it to Li Anqi.

Li Anqi glanced at the kettle, took it, and gulped down two small mouthfuls, which slightly relieved the burning sensation in his throat.

She forced her eyes open and looked up at Ling Luo: "Didn't Your Highness have other important matters to attend to today? Why did you suddenly come to the Qian Palace?"

Ling Luo had not yet spoken.

Eunuch Fan, who was riding alongside Yu Yang in the carriage, couldn't help but interject:

"Your Highness, you may not know this, but His Highness did indeed have important matters to attend to. However, since Your Highness has come to the palace, Your Highness has become His Highness's top priority. That's why His Highness rushed here to rescue Your Highness as soon as he received the token from Commander Shao!"

Upon hearing this, Li Anqi felt a sense of doubt and unease, and his grip on the kettle tightened involuntarily.

Ling Luo remained calm and did not refute Eunuch Fan's words.

Li Anqi fell silent and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, why must you do this... I was merely attending the banquet on your behalf and should not have distracted you."

"You are my concubine, so naturally I must protect you." Ling Luo's tone was unreadable, as if she were talking about something trivial.

He glanced sideways, grasped Li Anqi's hand with his large hand, and spoke in a reassuring tone, tinged with a barely perceptible hint of self-reproach.

"What happened today was due to my carelessness. There will be no similar situation in the future."

Ling Yao, Ling Yao!

He underestimated Ling Yao's arrogance!

He actually dared to try and touch her!

Li Anqi lowered her head, somewhat at a loss, and silently withdrew her hand from his.

Ling Luo slowly clenched her empty hand into a fist, then slowly withdrew it, withdrawing her gaze as if nothing had happened.

Silence fell over the carriage, with only the sound of wheels rolling over the ground echoing in the ears.

Li Anqi gradually drifted off to sleep amidst the jolting of the carriage. When she awoke, she discovered that the carriage had not stopped at the entrance of the Prince Xiao's mansion, but rather in front of a residence called "Xinyuan".

As dusk approached, the afterglow of the setting sun spilled onto the bluestone slabs outside the garden, casting a warm yellow halo.

Li Anqi looked at Ling Luo in confusion: "This is..."

Eunuch Fan, with a kind and gentle face, smiled warmly and bowed as he invited Li Anqi inside: "Your Highness will understand once you go in. Please."

Although Li Anqi was puzzled, he knew he had no other choice and got off the carriage.

She followed Ling Luo into Xinyuan Garden, where the scenery was serene and quiet. Several pear trees swayed gently in the breeze, and stone tables and benches were neatly arranged under the trees, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

An elderly steward stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Ling Luo: "Your Highness, everything you instructed has been prepared."

Ling Luo nodded slightly, her tone gentle: "Uncle Yin, thank you for your hard work."

Uncle Yin smiled and looked at Li Anqi with kind eyes: "This must be Consort Qi? This old servant greets Your Highness."

Li Anqi quickly returned the greeting: "Uncle Yin, there's no need for such formalities."

Uncle Yin nodded, turned and left. A moment later, he brought over several plates of exquisite dishes and a jar of wine, placed them on the stone table, and then quietly left.

Looking at the food and wine on the table, Li Anqi's doubts deepened.

Ling Luo picked up the wine jar, filled a cup with wine, and then threw the cup across the ground.

His expression was unusually tinged with sadness and melancholy as he softly recited:

"Pear blossoms fall, snow turns to mud, wine enters the sorrowful heart and turns into tears. The old friend is gone and his soul is nowhere to be found, only the clear breeze accompanies the moon home."

Li Anqi sensed the sorrow in the poem and couldn't help but ask softly, "Your Highness...who are you mourning?"

Ling Luo was silent for a moment, then looked up at the pear tree above her head and said in a low voice, "Consort Hui, today is the anniversary of her death. Xinyuan is the residence she lived in before she entered the palace."