After Yu Zhen departed the estate, an unfamiliar servant knocked on the estate doors. Xiao Hua walked outside first to survey the situation.
Li Xueyue was getting ready for horseback riding. Her pretty dresses were set aside for regal robes that hugged her frame, but provided perfect mobility. She was adjusting the leather waist pouch containing some snacks.
Shortly after, Xiao Hua returned to the bedroom with hesitation written all over her features. She tucked her hands in front of her and bowed.
"Princess," Xiao Hua addressed.
Li Xueyue closed the pouch and turned around. It was late in the afternoon, and the sun was close to setting. It was strange to get a visitor so late in her day, much less, an unexpected one.
"His Majesty, the Emperor, is requesting your presence."
