The brazier in the courtyard was burning so vigorously that Nanny Yun felt hot even as she went in and out, her expression on the brink of collapse.
It was not just Nanny Yun, Xue Liu and Xing Yu were listless too; Xue Liu had spoiled several stitches on her embroidery, and Xing Yu had lost interest even in her favorite pastries.
Yet, their Commandery Princess somehow managed to keep her temper in check. If she lost it, perhaps they could send Nanmen Yu packing.
Nanmen Yu naturally sensed the hostility coming from all sides, but he did not care. He had not said that the current situation in Nanmen State was something he wanted to turn into a surprise for her.
Or maybe, Nanmen Yu was more curious to see, if he indeed had nothing at all, what her reaction would be.
Nanmen Yu drank Zheng Nianru's tea at ease, while Zheng Nianru lounged casually, looking at a book of stories—just like countless times he had seen her at Qishun Building.
