"Baobao, do you want to keep strolling?" Chunniang asked her daughter.
Yingbao looked at the lanterns that filled the streets and the joyous maids, "Mother, if you are tired, go back first; I will continue strolling with them."
Having walked quite a distance, Chunniang indeed felt tired, so she nodded, "Then come home early."
Daughter had so many people protecting her, and there were guards around. It was hard for anyone to get close to her. She was not worried that anyone would harm her daughter.
Moreover, her two sons and Wei Zhan, Huzi were not far behind. If there were any anomalies, they could rush over.
"Alright," Yingbao assigned four guards to escort her mother home. Hupo and Zhenzhu had no choice but to follow. Weng Xiuxiu saw that it was getting late and that children are prone to fall asleep. So she also accompanied Anren onto the carriage.