Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 330: Like a Fairy

The Emperor has a daughter who has gone missing outside?

This news spread like it had wings, flying into every corner of the city.

"Then she’s a commoner princess, truly fortunate, to be found after so many years."

"Indeed, it’s a destiny of wealth and fortune. Whatever happens in between, she will eventually return to her rightful place."

"I’m really curious about how she was discovered. The family that raised the princess must be soaring to new heights."

"If they treated this princess well before, that’s good; otherwise, they might not just lose out but even lose their lives."

Amidst the lively discussions, a grand procession of carriages and horses came into view, led by none other than Heir Pei and Prince Xiao.

Behind them, the carriage was extremely luxurious, undeniably of royal standards.

A gust of wind lifted the curtains, revealing a woman wearing a white veil inside the carriage, covering her tightly, only her eyes visible. Even from a distance, one could perceive her extraordinary air.

Indeed she is a princess, naturally different from others, and even after being misplaced for years, her royal demeanor remains unaffected.

"Her eyes are beautiful, making one want to keep staring."

"She looks like a fairy, are you sure she’s a commoner princess?"

"What fairy? Dress you up nicely, and put on some ethereal clothes, you could be a fairy too."

"Are you courting death to speak like that about the princess?"

The speaker realized their impropriety and quickly escaped, fearing being captured by the Imperial Army.

Fortunately, the Imperial Army was busy escorting, and with the noisy crowd, they didn’t pay attention.

Surrounding the carriage were guards, each donned in armor, reflecting sunlight, with their ice-blue blades gleaming brilliantly.

I heard the Emperor even came out of the palace to welcome her, such a grand spectacle, naturally impressive.

Qu Fulan stood among the crowd, looking up at the approaching figures. Pei Ji’an, clad in his armor, had his features clearly visible in the sunlight. It was her first time standing in the crowd, watching him make such an entrance. Although it wasn’t a triumphant return from victorious battles, she felt a slight thrill, wondering how she might feel if he did return victorious.

In that moment, she suddenly understood the feelings of those military wives; all the waiting is worthwhile at the moment of reunion.

The convoy stopped a few tens of feet away, greeted by the imperial guards in yellow.

Pei Ji’an and Xiao Shiqing dismounted, kneeling on one knee, the clashing sound of armor resounded as all the guards followed suit. Seeing this, the people on the street also knelt, and Qu Fulan couldn’t avoid it either.

The person inside the carriage was also about to come out, but the imperial guard in yellow raised his hand to stop her, saying the princess could pay her respects inside the carriage and didn’t need to disembark.

The one inside the carriage heard this and knelt accordingly, while the attendants on both sides, kneeling, pulled open the curtains for the imperial guard to see.

The imperial guard in yellow opened the edict and read it aloud, basically praising Pei Ji’an and Xiao Shiqing for their merit in welcoming the princess, with many flowery words, and then mentioned where the Emperor awaited.

After a series of neat "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace," the carriage continued forward.

Qu Fulan watched as Pei Ji’an’s horse passed by without him glancing aside.

No reason at all, a trace of regret crossed Qu Fulan’s heart; if only he could look at her for just a moment.

But this was just her wishful thinking. With so many people around and his mission at hand, how could he be distracted?

Returning home, Qu Fulan didn’t expect that even the Old Madam had heard about the matter.

"Who would have thought there was a commoner princess, and such a grand return, showing how much importance the Emperor places on it."

"Having been misplaced for years, she must have suffered a lot. As parents, they must want to make up for it," the Second Madam said.

The Old Madam nodded, but for some reason, she recalled, "Speaking of which, I’ve heard a thing or two about the current Emperor’s past. Before he became the Crown Prince, he lived in the fief, and it was said he had a wife back then. But when he returned to become the Crown Prince, she wasn’t brought back; no one knows why. Now this child, I wonder if there’s any relation to that past."

Apart from Madam Pei, the Second Madam, and Qu Fulan, no one else was present, nor was Ren Hua.

Since Ren Hua was pregnant with severe morning sickness, unable to stand any odors, and even a bit of oily food made her vomit, her nights were restless. Pei Yuan suffered with her, unable to sleep if she didn’t, and couldn’t eat oily food for fear of the smell making her sick too.

Because of such a commotion, the Old Madam knew not to require Ren Hua’s presence for daily greetings, allowing her to stay home and nurture her pregnancy quietly, avoiding unnecessary outings.

So at present, only Qu Fulan, among the juniors, could hear the gossip.

The princess had just returned, and there might be a banquet in the palace, so he should come back late.

Unexpectedly, just after Qu Fulan bathed, he returned.

As soon as he entered, without even taking off his military uniform, he caught hold of Qu Fulan and gave her a deep kiss.

Reuniting after a long separation, Qu Fulan didn’t mind his dusty appearance, letting him kiss to his heart’s content. She was only slightly bruised by the impact of his armor.

After such a ruckus, she had to take another bath.

By the time Qu Fulan came out, he was already seated at the table, eating swiftly yet gracefully, a testament to the aristocratic manners ingrained in him.

"Didn’t eat in the palace?" Qu Fulan was curious, wondering why the Emperor wouldn’t hold a grand banquet to celebrate his daughter’s return with the ministers.

"The Emperor was busy reunifying with the princess, and they planned a grand banquet but couldn’t prepare in time for tonight, so it’s postponed. You’ll probably have to attend then."

Enter the palace? Qu Fulan had been there before to tailor garments for the Empress, and had not been hassled since becoming a Young Lady, she hadn’t gone back.

"Do I need to prepare anything?" she asked.

"No need, you can just accompany my mother then."

Pei Ji’an finished speaking, raising his hand to drink some soup. Qu Fulan noticed a bloodstain on his wrist and quickly stood up, "You’re hurt? Why didn’t you say anything? Isn’t it bad if the wound got wet during the bath?"

Pei Ji’an glanced at it dismissively, "Just a minor injury, it’s not a big deal."

Qu Fulan rolled up his sleeve, revealing a ten-centimeter cut, hardly ’not a big deal.’ She quickly called for the medical kit to treat and bandage him. "How could you be so careless?"

Pei Ji’an wasn’t bothered at all, having had worse injuries before. "While we were rescuing the princess, remnants of the former regime appeared. I got cut while trying to protect her."

Such things couldn’t be hidden, and she would hear about it from elsewhere, so it was better to tell her directly.

Qu Fulan’s hands paused as she was bandaging.