Even though this was no longer the same residence, they were old friends. Chu Qiao felt a sense of nostalgia as well as she stretched out her hand. Huan’er instantly galloped over on her horse, and immediately tried to kowtow to Chu Qiao. Chu Qiao quickly tried to stop Huan’er, yet Zhuge Yue held her back and said, “From now you are the mistress of this residence. It is only natural that they greet you.”
Just as he said that, all the maidservants and servants had knelt down and prostrated themselves to her while saying, “Greetings to the Mistress.”
Chu Qiao helped Huan’er up. After so many years, her appearance had changed slightly, and had turned rather elegant and graceful. She had already become a supervisor for dozens of maidservants in the Zhuge Residence.
Huan’er informed Chu Qiao while crying, “This servant knew that you would definitely return, lady. Your room has already been tidied up, and has always been reserved for you, lady.”
Chu Qiao felt rather embarrassed how she was being referred to as “Lady” all the time. Yet Zhuge Yue felt it was completely normal, as he informed, “Her room can be emptied. Bring all her belongings to my room.”
The crowd immediately understood the meaning behind that instruction. Huan’er immediately started to command her maidservants to assist Chu Qiao in moving luggage, and Meixiang and Jingjing also helped out. The residence was suddenly busy with life.
“Let’s go,” Zhuge Yue said in her ear, and without waiting for her response, he pulled her hand and started to walk.
As night descended, the crescent moon hung in the sky giving off a dim light. With torches being lit up on the sides, the warm lights illuminated the duo. Without speaking, Zhuge Yue kept walking. The night winds brought along chills, yet it was uniquely refreshing. Zhuge Yue’s sleeves were full of embroideries, and occasionally brushing past Chu Qiao’s sleeves, it gave off a rustling sound.
A very light aroma could be smelled. It was not particularly strong, yet it seemed to be everywhere. This was a special breed of orchid, giving off a unique fragrance.
Zhuge Yue was always one who knew how to enjoy life. Perhaps this was due to his noble upbringing. Backed by centuries of the prosperity of the Zhuge Family, he was different from the normal nobles who ascended to wealth quickly. It was as though every single plant here exuded a noble aura.
Pushing aside the gate that was made out of Phoebe Zhennan wood, one could see a bedroom that was extremely elegant in design. It was not particularly majestic, yet it exuded a serene aura that one could barely comment on. Stepping on the thick and soft carpet, it felt like one was walking on clouds. The design of the decorations and furniture made the house rather elegant to live in, with a sense of overwhelming classicism. With 18 layers of veils lining the corridor, it headed straight to the inner bedroom.
“Are you tired?” standing before her, he asked.
Chu Qiao shook her head, and cupped her stomach. “I merely feel really hungry.”
A maidservant dressed in red quickly addressed her, “Food will be ready soon. Will Master and Mistress head to the dining room now?”
Zhuge Yue shook his head, and told Chu Qiao, “I have some urgent matters and cannot eat now.”
Chu Qiao nodded. “Alright, go and settle your business first.”
“The servants are still preparing the horses. I can still wait a while.” After saying that, he hugged Chu Qiao. The embroideries on his chest tickled Chu Qiao’s face. She could hear the vibrations coming from his chest saying, “Xing’er, you are finally back.”
Chu Qiao smiled and returned the embrace. In her heart, there was an overwhelming sense of elation that she found impossible to describe with mere words. In the room there was incense, inciting one’s sleepiness.
“Tonight, wait for me here.”
Chu Qiao’s face turned slightly red, as she lifted her head up and smiled sweetly to Zhuge Yue, “Then, make sure you return early.”
Zhuge Yue nodded. At this moment, the horses were ready. Zhuge Yue told Chu Qiao, “I will head to find the Seventh Highness. Eat up first, and rest early.”
“Alright.” Chu Qiao tiptoed and lightly pecked on his lips. With a red tint on her face, she cooed into his ears, “Be careful on your way.”
A tinge of jubilance flooded Zhuge Yue’s eyes, as he forcefully hugged Chu Qiao before heading out.