Xiaoqing handed a piece of cake to Nan Feng, then said: "I've heard that we are going back to the palace in a few days because both ladies are pregnant. Well, actually it would be nice to be back in the palace, at least we wouldn't have to quarrel with a group of palace maids here all day long."
"Yes, it would be good to go back," thought Nan Feng, so she wouldn't have to face the awkwardness of meeting the Emperor again.
So, the hunting trip ended early.
On the day of the return to the palace, the entourage was still grand. Nan Feng watched from a distance as the Emperor helped De Fei and Zhang Tao into his carriage, carefully letting them sit inside and then he got in the carriage himself.
But just before closing the window and door, the Emperor looked back.
Nan Feng vaguely felt his gaze on her.
Since he saved her that day and they rode back on the same horse, there seemed to be a different layer between them.
As if something had gone sour.
