Chapter 13 Black
"Is that someone from Bushou Palace?" Zheng Haoyuan said in surprise, "Who are they beating? Such an amusing event, why didn't my cousin invite me to watch together?"
"Amusing?" Zheng Nianru didn't feel that way, "Ganging up on one person, it's not interesting at all."
"Then cousin, what do you find amusing?" Zheng Haoyuan immediately grabbed Zheng Nianru's sleeve and asked with a look of eagerness.
Zheng Nianru glanced at Zheng Haoyuan, her warm spring breeze-like demeanor nearly made one forget the cold of the previous day. Her alluring eyes seemed to be woven from silk, the masterpiece of the heavens, her body light and graceful in her pink and soft brocade dresses with elevated silver threads, layered with a grey chiffon skirt covered by a dark pattern feather gauze; sitting there amidst flowering splendor, she was like spring itself.
"Cousin—" For the first time, Zheng Haoyuan was somewhat dazzled. His mother too was adorned in blooms and brocades, but this feeling was different, "You look so beautiful today, just like... um, just like an extremely beautiful blossoming flower."
Zheng Nianru laughed, her mood slightly lifted. Who wouldn't feel good after being praised? Moreover, at this time, she was not yet indulging in extreme luxury or care that came later with her growing allure; she relied solely on her youth and her own merits.
"Fu Gong, if you help me out, I'll tell you an amusing idea."
"What help do you need? Just tell me." Zheng Haoyuan's eyes shone with anticipation. He had already pleaded with his uncle to send people to search for The Savage from the North Meng Tribe, but his uncle said it would take three to four months for such a journey back and forth.
"You go and rescue that boy," Zheng Nianru said as she slightly lifted her chin, the beaten young man was gradually becoming motionless.
"Does cousin know him?" It didn't matter whether she knew him or not, why would it concern him—if his cousin wanted to save someone, then he would just save them, "I'll be back in no time."
Nanny Yun looked at her own mistress with some reproach. Why bother saving someone, what's it to us? The Fourth Prince isn't a kind man, the Crown Prince is right, it's better to have less contact with him.