The Palace Lord carefully carried the little fellow to the carriage.
She had never been so nervous even when she was taking over the reins of the of the Hundred Flowers Palace.
It was obvious that her actions of carrying the child were a little stiff and clumsy. She even held her breath.
"Move aside, move aside, move aside!"
The coachman and Ling Yin quickly moved aside.
The Palace Lord's qinggong was top-notch. SHe had never used a footstool to get into the carriage.
"Where's the stool?!"
She berated.
Then, she realized that she was too loud and quickly patted the little guy to comfort her. "I'm not talking about you, not you. Don't be afraid…"
Wei Xiaobao was sleeping soundly and was not frightened at all.
The coachman set the stool.
She could take a step forward. The Palace Lord forcefully exuded the aura of a young lady.
Palace Lord: "The curtain!"
"Er… yes."
