"Qing'er, why hasn't the young master come back yet?" Chan'er asked, her face full of worry.
In her heart, Qing'er was also rather anxious, but she still forced a smile and said, "Chan'er, you don't need to worry so much. Miss went with Brother Xue, nothing should have happened!"
"Alright!" Chan'er replied somewhat helplessly, then sat on the threshold, resting her chin in her hands, staring outside as if she could hardly wait.
Seeing this, Qing'er couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and frustration, "By sitting here, can Brother Xue come back any sooner?"
"But if I sit here, I can be the first to see the young master when he returns!" Chan'er said earnestly.
Qing'er was just about to say something.
Then she saw Chan'er suddenly jump up, excitedly shouting, "It's the young master, the young master is back!"
Qing'er quickly turned to look.
Indeed!
She saw Xue An stride into the courtyard, a slight smile on his face.
A flicker of emotion crossed Qing'er's heart.