The Princess of Northern Land

Li Yanran stepped down from the carriage, her maid presented the guard with the tokens, stating, "Our young lady is here to deliver food and supplies to Prince Ling."

Delivering food and supplies? The guard glanced at the long line of carriages, then gave Li Yanran a sidelong look. Li Yanran, the young lady of the Li Family from Feng City, is no stranger to the princely Wang Residence. As a guard of the Wang Residence, many present could recognize her identity.

As the Prince’s cousin, her status is not ordinarily prestigious, but it’s unfortunate that Li Yanran herself always puts on airs, showing no regard for the doorkeepers. Yet the guards of the Wang Residence were well aware that Prince Ling didn’t care much for this so-called cousin either. So, naturally, they treated Li Yanran strictly by the book.

"The prince is not in the residence right now, and as a lowly one, I dare not make arbitrary decisions. I request the young lady to wait outside a bit longer, then perhaps we can talk when the prince returns." The guard, neither servile nor overbearing, bowed and spoke.

"How audacious!" Li Yanran’s maid, wielding power on her behalf, pointed at the guard and scolded, "You know the identity of our young lady, yet you dare to be so audacious. Are you not afraid of the punishment you’ll receive when the Prince returns?"

Li Yanran’s face was cold. When did even a mere gate-keeping slave dare to show her such disrespect?

But she was still sensible enough at this moment, knowing that even the gatekeeper of the Wang Residence was not an ordinary man, "I’ve brought the tokens. Do you think I am an assassin? If you make me wait in this coldness out here in the carriage, aren’t you afraid of the punishment you’ll receive when the Prince returns?"

Seeing Li Yanran putting on airs, it was, indeed, somewhat intimidating.