The night deepens, and the moon casts a hook-like shadow. The distant sound of the watchman's clapper can be faintly heard outside.
The lights within the Grand Tutor Mansion gradually illuminate.
Gu Wu, upon returning, stood at the door for a long time, yet still didn't see Gu Fuju and Jiasan return.
They must have gone to see Yu Tingwan.
And didn't bring her along.
The nanny beside her, not able to bear it, adjusted her collar gently and advised, "Miss, the night wind is strong, let's go back inside first."
The nanny had watched her grow up. Her own child died young, and her husband passed away six years ago, so she devoted her heart entirely to Gu Wu.
Suppressing her heartache, she supported Gu Wu forward.
"Miss, there's no need to fret. Sir and madam are especially fond of you. What don't you have? Which family's daughters don't envy you? The affection over the years cannot possibly be feigned."
