The next morning, Tu Bai and Yin Zhu were astonished to find that the Commandery Princess, who usually woke up at the fifth hour, had unexpectedly not risen today.
"The Princess rushed back from the Capital City and hasn't rested for a day before going to the field manor, she must be exhausted," Yin Zhu whispered, "Let's stay outside her door and let her sleep well today."
Tu Bai nodded repeatedly.
After a little while, someone from the trusted aides couldn't help but come over: "Silver Vermilion sister, what's wrong with the Princess today? Why hasn't she gotten up?"
The overly curious young personal soldier, tall and handsome yet simple and honest in appearance, was none other than Meng Sanbao.
Yin Zhu, sixteen years old, was lively and elegant, slim and graceful, considered a blossoming flower among the maids in Nanyang Prince Mansion. Many young men secretly admired Miss Yin Zhu.
