Shen Ningning's pretty, delicate face lit up with joy upon hearing this.
'It must be Brother Mo Lingwei!'
She hurriedly ran toward the village entrance.
A troop of guards from the palace, equipped with long sabers and tall horses, stood beside a carriage.
Seeing Shen Ningning, the lead guard immediately approached.
"Greetings, Miss Shen. We are here on the Prince's orders to escort you to the palace."
The little girl glanced curiously inside the carriage.
A hot summer gust blew, stirring the carriage curtain. Surprisingly, there was no one inside.
'Strange, why didn't Brother come to get me himself this time?'
The guard seemed to read her thoughts. "The Prince is occupied with urgent matters and could not get away for the moment."
Glistening beads of sweat had formed on Shen Ningning's forehead from the sun. She wiped her little head.
