Chapter 572 - 168 Joyful News_5
Jiang Li placed the butterfly fan pendant into a small box and instructed Bai Xue to hold onto it carefully, but her heart was filled with uncertainty. She wondered whether Jih Heng would actually use the fan pendant. Perhaps he wouldn’t use it, but in any case, it represented her sentiments. Otherwise, she couldn’t bear to always have Jih Heng helping her without giving anything in return.
The route pointed out by Zhao Ke wasn’t the main road usually taken, but a less traveled one. Jiang Li hadn’t taken the Jiang Family’s carriage, instead, she found another carriage outside. No one noticed her along the way. By the time she got to the Duke Residence, Jiang Li and her maids jumped out of the carriage, and the gatekeeper opened the large gate for them.
He really was quite familiar with the place.
As she walked through the main gate of the Duke Residence and into the garden, she heard a noisy "stinky horse, stinky horse" among the neighing of horses. Approaching closer, Jiang Li saw Xiao Hong land on Xiao Lan’s back, pecking happily at Xiao Lan’s mane. Upon seeing Jiang Li, the dark mass flapped its wings and flew straight toward her, scaring Tonger into screaming. Xiao Hong landed on Tonger’s head, tilting its head and calling out to Jiang Li: "Fangfei, Fangfei!"
Jiang Li: "...shut up."
This myna was quite a blabbermouth. Fortunately, she had never kept the bird in her room while she was at the Shen family’s house, otherwise, wouldn’t it have known all her secrets? Jiang Li then thought if the bird hadn’t been caged at the Shen family’s house, it might have witnessed the secret affair between Princess Yongning and Shen Yurong and blurted it out. She found that truly regrettable.
While lost in wild thoughts, Jiang Li suddenly came to her senses. What was she doing, relying on a bird for hope? Even feeling regret over it? Jiang Li shook her head; it seemed that she had put too much of herself into making the fan pendant that her mind wasn’t quite clear.
"You’re here." As she was thinking, she heard someone speak. Jiang Li looked in the direction of the voice. Jih Heng had approached at some point and was now petting Xiao Lan’s head. Xiao Lan meekly let him do so, but Jiang Li suspected it was just her misperception—was Xiao Lan actually shivering?