As Mo Lingwei's carriage was leaving, Dong Aniu happened to be entering the village, carrying a bag of vegetable peels.
The Crown Prince's personal guards rode ahead, their presence formidable.
Dong Aniu quickly moved aside, knelt on the ground, and cautiously raised his shifty eyes to watch.
The window curtain swayed, revealing the golden embroidery on Mo Lingwei's robes.
Against the bleak, snow-covered landscape, it glinted with an otherworldly sheen.
Only after the carriage had disappeared into the distance did Dong Aniu stagger to his feet and adjust his hat.
"So Xiangyun Village... it's just as outsiders say. Dignitaries really do show up from time to time."
He'd really come to the right place.
Dong Aniu kicked himself for not having come to take refuge here sooner.
He scurried into the village and ran into Sister-in-law Liu.
Knowing he was a relative of Grandma Qin, she offered him a slight smile.
"Here to see Grandma Qin again, Ah Niu?"
