Ju Nanyi's insistence, just like a water bladder with a hole, had its bottom line floated to the surface in an instant, fragile and shaky.
"Nian Ru, I... I miss you," the man's voice was swallowed up mid-sentence.
He didn't want her to be talked about by others. Even if they couldn't do it now, he had the patience to wait, ten years, twenty years...
Nanny Yun, carrying tea, suddenly froze at the door, suddenly realizing what had happened inside. Her hand trembled, how could this be? What in the world was Her Highness thinking?
Nian Xia's face turned pale as she clutched Nanny Yun's sleeve anxiously. "Has Her Highness gone mad? The people from the Imperial Forest Guard are still in Prince Duan's Mansion."
Although Nanny Yun was panicking inside, she still managed to roll her eyes dismissively. "What's there to panic about, what else could happen? Could you persuade Her Highness or keep Lord Ju from coming near?"
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