Chapter 8 Attack
At this time, it was early morning, about the time of Chou in ancient times, the lights of Wanjia had been extinguished, and the night wind rustled the leaves.

When Changning Pavilion listened carefully, someone was whispering.

"Why did the princess disappear? This is ugly, what should I do?"

"Now that Madam has locked down the door, it is clear that we are not allowed to go out and look for it."

"The disappearance of the princess is not a trivial matter. If it is publicized, it may damage the reputation of the princess."

"The princess doesn't know what's going on, she doesn't understand anything, will she be bullied by others? Today I want to go out even if I go!"

"At this point, I don't care so much anymore. The safety of the princess is more important. Huan'er, we..."

"No need." Li Nian stepped directly into the room, looking at the two people who were talking in the room.

One is Yun Xiran's nursing mother, Mother Song, and the other is Yun Xiran's personal maid, Huan'er, both of whom are sincere to Yun Xiran.

"Princess! Why do you..." Huan'er's eyes widened in disbelief.

Mother Song also looked surprised, and was replaced by joy immediately, "Princess, you are back!"

After all, he looked Li Nian up and down, and was relieved when he found that he was unharmed.

"What do you want to ask? Ask." After asking, I fell asleep.

Mother Song and Huan'er glanced at each other, full of suspicion but didn't know where to start. Looking at the calm girl in front of her, this...is really their princess?
"I don't know how to ask?" Li Nian sat down, "Let me just say it, I was knocked out, and I was conscious after waking up. I was outside, and I met King Yu, and he sent me back."

Huan'er noticed the dark-patterned robe on Li Nian's body, presumably it was King Yu's clothes, and couldn't help but believe it.

Mother Song didn't doubt that there was him, she wiped her tears and said: "This is really a blessing in disguise, God bless the Princess, now she finally regained her sanity, the princess will be happy if she is alive..."

Immediately, the two looked like loyal servants weeping with joy.

"Go to sleep." Li Nian looked at the sky outside the window, covered his lips and yawned, "Tomorrow, there will be a good show."

Her high-spirited smile is like a ray of starlight gradually disappearing in the sky, bright and low-key.

Tonight, doomed to have no dreams.

On the second day, early in the morning, there was a slight dew.

When he woke up, Li Nian heard some noisy people's voices outside the yard, and a sneer appeared on his lips, the action was really fast.

"Since yesterday evening, I haven't seen the third girl. I don't know what's wrong with her. I'm worried too."

It was Mrs. Qiao who spoke. She is only in her 30s this year. She is well-maintained and has a pretty face. It can't be seen that she is already the mother of two children. She is as delicate as a fresh camellia in the morning light.

Although King Yun didn't like Yun Xiran in his heart, he was really pleased that Qiao Shi had such a heart, "It's very good that you care about Xi'er so much."

After listening to Qiao Jiao's smile, she didn't show any pretentiousness at all, but showed a more mature charm, which made King Yun's eyes darken, thinking that this is why he has been favored by King Yun for many years.

While speaking, the two of them and a group of servants had already arrived in front of the main house.

Huan'er, who was guarding outside the door, lowered his head and focused his eyes, saluted and said: "See you, my lord."

Mrs. Qiao looked like a loving mother, gentle as water, "Where is the third girl?"

Yun Xiran is the youngest in the mansion, with her concubine brother Yun Lianchen and concubine sister Yun Yingyue.

"Go back to Madam, Miss has not gotten up yet."

King Yun looked at the sky for a while, nodded and said, "It's a little early at this time."

"The concubine is also worried about Xi'er." Qiao's face froze, but soon returned to normal, "How about going in to see her?"

Qiao Shi was about to go in, but saw Huan'er stopped her, with a look of embarrassment on her face, "The princess hasn't washed up yet, I'm afraid it's not good for Madam to go in..."

"You maidservant, when will you be the one to dictate the master's decision? Could it be that there is something hidden behind the push and push? Or is the princess not in the house at all?"

(End of this chapter)

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