Doted By The Regent King-Chapter 514 Arriving a Step Too Late

As soon as the competition concluded, it was the end of the year once more. Numerous businesses gradually began to leave, hurrying back home for the New Year celebration. Those who had become friends with Wufu, aware that she was staying at the Chaoyang Inn, also came to bid farewell, including Jin Yu and Lady Wang among others.

"Remember to come and visit me," said Lady Wang, who was very fond of the young friend Wufu.

As for Jin Yu, he expressed, "I look forward to another heart-to-heart with the young lady."

"If fate wills it, we shall meet again," Wufu said goodbye to each one, and also promised that she would definitely visit Suzhou-Hangzhou for leisure if she had the time. Watching as they walked into the distance, she then returned to the inn.

"Miss, are we returning to Huayang today?" Hongyu asked.

"Why, do you miss home? We aren’t leaving yet. We’ll have some fun for a few more days first; you all have worked hard these past days. Come on, let’s go eat, drink, and shop," Wufu laughed as she flicked at Hongyu’s twin buns.

Now she was a wealthy lady with plenty of silver to squander.

Hongyu was delighted inside but hesitated for a moment, "Miss, just the two of us going?"

"Who else then?"

"Ninth Master..."

Wufu was taken aback and said, "Ninth Master is a man. He surely can’t accompany us young ladies shopping and having fun, can he?"

Hongyu, having spent two days with Ah Jiu and already disciplined to be obedient, said softly, "Shall we let Liu Jin go and ask?"

"Exactly, Miss, let this servant go ask? Who knows, Ninth Master might need to buy some New Year goods to take home as well!" Liu Jin said cleverly.

"Then go and ask."

"Yes!" Liu Jin responded crisply, scurrying over to the courtyard where Ah Jiu was staying.

Ah Jiu was standing under the corridor, his hands behind his back, watching the snow in the courtyard, and his lips curved into a smile upon seeing Liu Jin.

"I’ve seen Ninth Master," Liu Jin bowed, "My miss mentioned she wishes to explore the city and buy some New Year’s goods. Would Ninth Master care to join?"

Ah Jiu’s eyes sparkled with amusement, "That would be possible."

Liu Jin was overjoyed, "Then this servant will go and inform the Miss."

"Mhm," Ah Jiu watched him depart, then turned to Yuan Ye, "Prepare as well."

"Yes."

Wufu was waiting in the inn’s main hall. Seeing Ah Jiu approach in a dark-colored large cloak with rabbit fur trim, she stood up.

Ah Jiu first glanced at her attire, noting that she too was wearing a plain-colored cloak, and he nodded to himself internally, "Didn’t you say you had to say goodbye to someone?" frёewebnoѵēl.com

As they walked out together, Wufu replied, "They’ve all been seen off."

"It seems you’ve reaped quite a bit these days." Money, connections, popularity. It was quite the haul for just one outing, such good luck.

Wufu giggled, "When one’s luck is in, there’s no stopping it."

Ah Jiu chuckled lightly, letting her board the carriage first, "It’s cold. Let’s have some tea together. Your carriage, let Hongyu and the others take it."

Wufu, who had no clue about his intentions, wasn’t a genuine lady of ancient times. She was usually informal in her mannerisms and, upon hearing this suggestion, she took it in stride and got into the carriage without a second thought about the proprieties of male-female interactions.

Afterwards, Ah Jiu also got inside the carriage and let down the curtains. The carriage started moving slowly.

This scene was witnessed from a distance by someone in another carriage.

"Young master," Nan Shan glanced at his own master.

It was rare for his master to delay the journey back. Having planned to extend an invitation to Wufu to visit the Plum Garden to appreciate the snow, he had not expected that the lovely lady would have prior arrangements. Wen Congrui’s expression was unreadable as he lowered the carriage curtain and commanded, "Let’s go back."

"Yes."

The carriage began to move away, quickly disappearing from sight, leaving behind only a shallow set of wheel tracks. Snowflakes continued to flutter down from the sky.

Who says loneliness, who dictates the depth or shallowness of fate?