Originally, I happened to see Xiao Yuanhao tonight. Yingluo wanted to say goodbye to him in person. After all, she had lived in his mansion for half a month and her injuries had improved. However, Xiao Yuanhao's moving confession tonight made Yingluo feel at the bottom of her mouth.

Xiao Yuanhao looked at Yingluo's side face, as if he could see something, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Yingluo was slightly stunned, and looked up and met Xiao Yuanhao's dark and deep eyes that seemed to be able to see the hearts of people. After a brief silence, Yingluo finally nodded gently and said, "It's time for me to go back."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yuanhao's eyes darkened slightly, as if a complex and inexplicable depression flashed through, and he said lightly: "Here, I can protect you."

Yingluo couldn't help but frown slightly, "Prince, thank you for your kindness, but I no longer want to become the poor man who used to be who only hides under the warm wings!"

Xiao Yuanhao was stunned and then said in a deep voice: "I know. But if you want to take revenge, it may be more difficult than climbing to heaven by your own strength."

"Aren't you afraid that I will implicate you?" Yingluo was surprised and only smiled faintly.

The boy's eyebrows were picturesque, his posture was cold but his words were solemn, "Since I have decided to help you, I won't care about those."

Yingluo looked at him, thought carefully for a moment, and sighed softly: "Sometimes, fate cannot be avoided. Even if someone is willing to help me, I still have to face my life. This is the oath I made for myself!"

Xiao Yuanhao looked at her for a long time, and a ripples passed through her eyes. After layers of dyeing, she returned to calm. "Okay, I will arrange someone to take you back tomorrow."

Yingluo smiled slightly, her eyes clear and said, "Thank you."

Early the next morning, Xiao Yuanhao ordered Butler Qiao to prepare a comfortable and spacious carriage. When Butler Qiao heard that Yingluo was leaving, his face immediately collapsed. Although he had a hundred questions and reluctance in his heart, seeing Xiao Yuanhao's cold face, Butler Qiao had to shut up his mouth tactfully. He thought that it must be that his little master was cold and hard-hearted and not sweet, which made the little girl feel unhappy and anxious to leave.

Butler Qiao was strolling and thinking, the little master finally had a confidante around him. If he had a rift and had a bad relationship, his love life would be frustrated for the first time. This might be the case in the future if the little master would not like to be close to women. This would not work! Thinking of this, Butler Qiao slapped his forehead suddenly, as if he had thought of something and turned around and ran out.

When Yingluo came, she was covered in blood and had empty hands. Although she brought some daily clothes to change clothes when she came to the palace to take care of her, when they stood in front of the carriage and saw the bunkers and big boxes like a hill, they were completely shocked. Who was going to empty the palace?

Butler Qiao saw Yingluo and Qiaoer for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile and said, "Miss Yinger, don't be surprised. These things were prepared by the little master early in the morning, because he was afraid that the girl would not be able to eat and use them when she went back."

Yingluo smiled, nodded slightly to Butler Qiao, and smiled faintly, "It's hard for Butler Qiao to bother."

"It's easy to say. Miss Ying'er will recover in the future. If there is nothing wrong, you can also visit me, the old man and my little one..." Seeing that Yingluo did not refuse, Mr. Qiao continued to strike while the iron was hot.

"Old Qiao!" A cold voice suddenly exploded behind Butler Qiao, causing Butler Qiao to shudder and swallowed the words behind him alive.

Butler Qiao looked at Xiao Yuanhao behind him and smiled, "Old slave is here to see Miss Ying'er to see what she is missing."

Xiao Yuanhao looked at the suitcases piled up like a hill behind the carriage, and was in amazement for a moment. He lowered his head and coughed dryly, and said to Butler Qiao, "Old Qiao, you go ahead first, Miss Zhen and I have something to say."

Butler Qiao was delighted, and his beard followed by a raised beard and quickly responded, "Yes, I'll go back now." After that, he waved to the other servants carrying luggage, and shouted loudly, "You guys, hurry up and come back to work for me."

Several servants looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, so they hurriedly put the things in their hands on the carriage and followed Butler Qiao into the door.

Seeing this scene, Qiaoer, who was following Yingluo, had a few embarrassments on his face inexplicably. He felt like a huge and bright lantern, which was very annoying. Qiaoer quickly put the bag in his hand on the carriage. When he returned, he passed by Yingluo and said crisply: "Miss has a book, Qiaoer seemed to have forgotten to take it away just now. I'll go back and see what else I have to bring." After that, Feng Feng ran into the door in small steps.

Xiao Yuanhao and Yingluo looked at the strange-looking people, and a big question mark appeared on their faces at the same time: What's wrong with them?

"Have you packed up all the things?" Xiao Yuanhao took the lead and turned his gaze back and broke the silence.

Yingluo smiled slightly, "I didn't bring much, but these... are they a bit exaggerated?" Yingluo said as she looked at the pile of high luggage.

Xiao Yuanhao thought to himself, "When did this old Qiao become so unorganized?" But he said calmly on the surface: "Although your injury is recovering, it still takes a long time to recuperate. It is best not to worry about those things anymore. Your body is the most important." Xiao Yuanhao paused and looked at Yingluo and continued, "Don't forget, you still have me."

Yingluo was slightly stunned, then opened her lips and chuckled, her smile was like a warm spring breeze, and she said softly, "I understand."

A gust of wind blew, brushing through the ends of the hair, bringing up a few black hair. The warm sunlight shone on the clear and pale cheeks of Yingluo, like transparent ice crystals, making people feel pity, but the dark eyes were firm, like a sparkling light flashing, making people feel heart-shaking.

Xiao Yuanhao looked at Yingluo's figure gradually fading away, and chuckled silently. He was obviously a weak woman, so why was she so stubborn in her bones? But who told him to like it?

Soon the end of the New Year, the carriages drove from the quiet and elegant place where dignitaries gathered, towards the Zhen Mansion in another urban area. Along the way, they passed through various market streets, and were crowded with people. The silk shops, garment shops, grocery stores and gold and silver jewelry stores were crowded with people coming to purchase New Year's goods. The temporary stalls selling lanterns and Spring Festival couplets and various small pastries on the street were also flocking to the temporary stalls that sold lanterns and Spring Festival couplets and various small pastries, which were very lively.

Qiaoer took a deep breath of the smell of fried pastries floating in the air. She couldn't help but lift the curtain and looked outside. She couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow! It's so lively!"

Yingluo nodded slightly, suppressing a faint loneliness in her eyes, and she said sadly: "Yes! Kyoto has always been so lively, and there will be a grand fireworks conference until the Lantern Festival."

When he heard the fireworks conference, his eyes lit up and he sighed, "Ah, fireworks conference! Girl, can I go out to see it then?"

Yingluo smiled slightly, "Yeah, of course."

At this time, the carriage suddenly stopped speed. Just as Qiaoer wanted to ask the coachman what had happened, he heard a familiar and low male voice outside, "Miss, Cheng Yong just received a notice that the lady was back home today, so he rushed over to protect the lady."

The chaotic man lifted up the curtain slightly. Yingluo looked at Cheng Yong, who was bowing his head outside the car and bowing his hands, and smiled slightly, "Brother Cheng, don't have to be too polite, let's go back first."
Chapter completed!