Gu Changqing and Gu Jiao were on their way to fetch Princess Ning An and Huangfu Zheng's son, who was thirteen this year. When Princess Ning An mentioned him, she didn't say much, only remarked that "his health isn't very good."
However, it wasn't until the trio actually arrived at the address provided by Princess Ning An that they realized they had underestimated the meaning of "his health isn't very good."
The boy in question was seated in a wheelchair, his cheeks lean and skin bearing the sickly pallor of illness. He was wrapped in a thick cloak, its fox fur collar rustling softly in the biting wind.
He had a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, much like his father's.
His nose and mouth, on the other hand, closely resembled his mother's.
He was sitting in a courtyard filled with lush bamboo, accompanied only by four guards.