Chu Qiao walked with him to the door. The winds were slightly strong as they blew at her white cloak. As she watched Zhuge Yue disappear in the darkness, she leaned on the door as she broke into a smile. Actually, Zhen Huang did not seem as scary as she had thought.
From afar, Jingjing's and Pingan's voices could be heard as they broke out in laughter. Chu Qiao could not help but smile as well, as she appreciated this moment. After she had dinner, she showered with the help of her maidservants.
Meixiang and the rest had been exhausted from the journey. As Rong'er needed someone to be by his side, Meixiang and two other nannies attended to him. The servants who were not aware of his identity thought that he was the son of Zhuge Yue and Chu Qiao. Hence, they treated him with extra care.