Nanny Qian's gaze flickered slightly, then she smiled and said, "I was wondering what was the big deal. You go back first, I'll send someone to deliver it to you later." Dongqing's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Nanny!"
"You hurry along with your tasks then. If anything comes up, just send someone to find me." Dongqing was overjoyed. Ever since the concubine and Seventh Young Master left, she had been alone in the courtyard, often struggling to find her next meal. Whenever she went to the kitchen for food, those matrons would either give her hard, cold buns or half a bowl of bland porridge. But now, finally, the concubine was safely back, and even brought along the First Master. She knew her days of hardship were over!
Nanny Qian watched Dongqing hop away with joy, and she exhaled softly, her gaze distant towards the direction of the West Courtyard, murmuring, "Looks like the winds are changing."
