Yueyao, tired from practicing her calligraphy, left the study to walk around the courtyard. She looked up at the sky, where the stars twinkled with dazzling light.
Seeing Yueyao's furrowed brows, Nanny Hao asked softly, "Miss, what's wrong? Are you thinking about the Marquis' household?" It was rare to see the young lady like this; she must be worried about the affairs of the Marquis' household.
Yueyao shook her head, "No, it doesn't matter whether I go to the Marquis' household or not." Going to the Marquis' household had its benefits, but not going didn't mean she had no other options. Yueyao was just anxious that she hadn't found a bodyguard after such a long time. If this continued, her heart would truly be uneasy.
