Chapter 3 The Boy Who Gave the First Kiss
The worship this time ended quicker than in the last life. Last time, it was hurried because Zheng Nianru thought of visiting the Crown Prince's Mansion again on her way back, to obtain the things she desired through persistence and coaxing, like the Red Jade String that currently hung in the Crown Prince's Study Room, which matched perfectly with her rose-colored dress.
But Zheng Nianru didn't go.
As soon as Zheng Nianru returned to the palace, she headed to places she remembered from previous visits.
Today was not only the anniversary of her mother's death, it was also the Day of Hibernation Feast in the palace. In Nanzheng State, the Day of Hibernation in the first lunar month marked the awakening of all things, with customs to drive away pests. Because the Emperor's health was deteriorating, Master Huo Yi claimed that it was due to evil spirits. Hence, the customs of the last few years had become quite popular, and the Imperial Palace also hosted a banquet for some high officials and their families.
Zheng Nianru naturally was not included in the banquet, and even her father, Prince Duan, never attended due to it being the anniversary of his wife's death, always feigning illness. Naturally, in the palace, she was not the only one forgotten, such as the young man she encountered in her previous life.
Located in the same secluded courtyard, the Hostage of Nanmen State actually didn't stay within the Harem. The residence was in a dilapidated courtyard of Hanyuan Hall in the former palace, which was far from Qishun Building, so their meeting that time could only have been an accident.
"Commandery Princess—"
"Commandery Princess—" Nanny Yun followed, breathing heavily, looking around suspiciously. This place was so unfamiliar, it seemed they had already left the Harem. "Commandery Princess, let's go back," she suggested.
Just then, Zheng Nianru caught sight of a figure in a worn pavilion, the slender clothes blending with the brown stone, almost invisible.