Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Xiao Qibai looked as if he wanted to get up and follow me.

But Song Wanrong grabbed his arm.

She said, “Your Highness, tomorrow we still need to see Ah Fei…”

Tomorrow is the sixteenth of the third month.

Everything up to this point had been handled by their subordinates, but when it came to the final step, they always oversaw it themselves.

This matter was momentous-far more important than I was.

Xiao Qibai paused, then sat back down and didn’t look at me again.

I walked alone into the dark alley.

The moonlight was faint; I couldn’t see where my path led.

Would Xiao Qibai really let me go?

I had hurt Song Wanrong and ruined her birthday banquet-

Would he really spare me? Would the Song Family?

…

Suddenly, the sound of carriage wheels drifted from up ahead.

I looked up in surprise.

Only Xiao Qibai in all of Jiangling rode in a carriage of that design.

But tonight, Xiao Qibai was in the Prince’s Mansion with Song Wanrong, so this carriage…

It must be here for an important person from the Capital City.

There was no time to hesitate.

I quickly took off my high-collared embroidered outer garment, leaving only my close-fitting slip dress.

Then I broke into a run.

The carriage nearly brushed against me as it stopped, and I fell to the ground.

The coachman yanked the reins tight.

“Who goes there!”

The horse neighed sharply. Frightened, I looked up.

Eunuchs in blue stood on either side, and on the carriage, a man in official robes lifted the curtain.

Fox-like eyes, a single red mole at the corner of his eye.

On his official hat, golden ornaments gleamed brightly.

A clear sign of his identity-the Director of the Seal of the Eastern Depot, Lu Jin’an.

A shiver of wild, trembling joy swept through me.

I knelt even lower, bowing my head fearfully.

The neckline of my slip dress was wide; a hint of red lotus petal peeked out from the base of my neck. In the moonlight, it stood out clearly.

Standing high above, Lu Jin’an must have noticed.

He stepped down, his brocade boots stopping before me, and reached out his hand.

“Are you hurt?”

His voice was cold and clear, like shattered ice.

“Which family’s young lady are you?”

Feigning panic, I looked up and gave my name:

“I am… a daughter of the Song Family. Song Fei.”