In the early morning, more cautious than ever, sparse sunlight penetrated the winter's chill and streamed in. Nanny Yun sighed, but she dared not sigh near Zheng Nianru. Fu Dong and Nian Xia even wished they could tiptoe when they walked.
Just when everyone wished they could seal their own mouths, even their nostrils, suddenly, a sharp scream, filled with surprise and panic, completely broke the previous carefulness.
"Fourth Prince, why are you here?" Nian Xia's loud voice had no restraint at this moment as she looked at Zheng Haoyuan curled up in the outer chamber's cupboard, which was, simply, life-threatening.
The next moment, what Nian Xia thought was, how could Zheng Haoyuan be here? When did he get here? Yesterday? This morning?
Impossible, the Crown Prince's guard was on the wall now. Not to mention a living person, even a fly wouldn't dare to fly in here. It had to be last night, during that chaos?
