On the road, a cold wind blew in through the carriage window, and suddenly a flash of insight crossed Yun Wanyao's mind.
"Not right, not right!"
"It's already very late, if I run to find the Princess now, she will definitely ask why I came to see her so late. What am I supposed to say???"
"She has just had an incident, and I rushed over without a proper reason; anyone would be suspicious of this."
"If I casually make up a reason, I might fool the Princess, but her mammy is not so easily deceived."
"If the mammy suspects me, it might cause unnecessary trouble for the Duke Ning Mansion."
The more Yun Wanyao thought about it, the more she felt she had acted impulsively.
Worrying about the Princess was genuine, but without proper preparation, it would only ruin things in the end.
After figuring out the stakes, she forcibly suppressed her worry for Mo Zhaozhao, walked to the carriage door, lifted the curtain, and instructed the driver to turn back.
