Chapter 479 - 458 Second Update
In the starry night sky, beneath the bright moonlight, a line of black-clothed figures advanced through the midnight dust. The leading black horse galloped with all its might, followed by a throng of black-clothed figures who left dust in their wake, their pace so fast that not even the dust could catch up with them.
In such a rush through the night, several horses had already died from exhaustion. Now, they were but a shichen’s distance from the Zheng Capital. The followers intended to persuade their master to rest before continuing the journey, but they simply couldn’t catch up with him.
When they reached the gates of Zheng Capital City, they had already abandoned their horses and, knowing the way well, they scaled the walls at a secluded corner and slipped inside. Someone was waiting for them, hastily preparing fresh mounts. The group set off again, swiftly disappearing into the night.
Zheng Nianru felt a distinct twitching in her eyelids, which worsened as evening approached, to the point where it became incessant. She resisted Nanny Yun’s urge to call for a physician, as Zheng Nianru was in unusually high spirits and managed to bear the discomfort.
Also, due to the cold, Zheng Nianru did not seek amusement or entertainment and did not feel bored. Instead, she spent time embroidering with Snow Willow and the others before retiring early to bed. As she slept fitfully, suddenly, two shadowy figures darted into the back courtyard of Prince Duan’s Mansion—one leading, the other moving even faster, as if desperate to get to the forefront. They stopped in front of a courtyard where lights were still on. The guide gestured silently towards the lit room.
The second black-clothed figure, having reached this point, was no longer in such a hurry, almost as if the sentiment of "home-sickness strikes upon nearing home." The first figure was surprised; having heard from their brothers that the Princely Heir had hurried here through the night without rest, why hesitate now at the last step?
The man wanted to enter, wished to burst through the doors. She was asleep, and even a mere glance would be enough for him, without disturbing her, just standing quietly by her side would satisfy him.
But now, standing here, Nanmen Yu dared not proceed.
The first figure grew impatient; if they weren’t so familiar with Prince Duan’s Mansion, they would have been discovered by the guards at this point. Standing in the moonlight like a lamppost, it was only a matter of time before he’d be spotted.