"I still have matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first." Niu Youdao inclined slightly to him, then cupped his hands to Yuan Cong. "I'll trouble Mr. Yuan to take care of things. Be careful on the road."
Yuan Cong nodded slightly and gave an "Mm."
Jia Wuqun cupped his hands and bowed to see them off. Only after watching their figures vanish did he slowly straighten, muttering to himself, "Prince... Wang Xiao..." The corner of his mouth suddenly curled into a smile.
The three did not linger and soon left as well.
"Please, Chief Steward Tao. The young master is in Xuan Pavilion."
At the Shao Residence in Jin Capital, Shao Sansheng respectfully led in Tao Lüe, the Chief Eunuch of the Imperial Palace.
Tao Lüe looked in the indicated direction and saw Shao Pingbo, his temples streaked with gray, dressed in white with a black cloak draped over him. He stood by the railing in Xuan Pavilion, facing the pond and gazing wistfully into the vast sky. Tao Lüe could not help smiling faintly as he followed Shao Sansheng's lead. "The young master is like jade!"
It was a compliment, and Shao Pingbo's appearance truly deserved it. He had looks when it came to looks, a tall, slender frame when it came to bearing, and temperament when it came to temperament. The gray at his temples only lent him a distinctive masculine charm. A tranquil, graceful air seemed to cling to him; one glance was enough to tell that he was no ordinary man from an ordinary household.
Such bearing was not something an ordinary household could cultivate.
Tao Lüe had voiced those words of praise because he knew this man would soon become the Seventh Princess's husband.
Shao Sansheng liked hearing that. He smiled and