The Reborn Noble Girl Is Hard To Find

Chapter 110 : The Day of the Coming Age

On the day Fu Yun Xi left for battle, Han Yan did not go to see him off.

Even though she really wanted to see him and talk to him, in the end, Han Yan just asked Mu Feng to tell him one message: 'I'll wait for you to come back.'

She was afraid that she would become a burden to Fu Yun Xi, so she could only tell him in this way that she would live a good life, not put herself in danger, and definitely wait for him to come back.

There was no need to say anything, Fu Yun Xi would definitely understand. But deep down, there was still some inexplicable regret.

Time passed slowly like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye it was the beginning of spring in the second year, the day when Han Yan reached the age of marriage.

Before Fu Yun Xi left for war, he asked the Emperor to issue an imperial decree that Han Yan must live in Xuan Qing Palace when Fu Yun Xi returned. Han Yan knew that Fu Yun Xi did this to protect herself. Although it does not seem dangerous now, if she stays with Zhuang Shi Yang, who knows what will go wrong. Besides, the Seventh Prince and the Empress Dowager are not people who will give up so easily. Just in case, it is safer for Han Yan to live in Xuan Qing Palace.

Before Fu Yun Xi left, he said that no one is allowed to disturb Han Yan. Therefore, Han Yan has lived a very peaceful life these days.

If it weren't for Nanny Chen's reminder, Han Yan herself would not even remember the day of her coming of age. Counting on her fingers, it has been more than half a year since Fu Yun Xi left. News from the battlefield would reach Han Yan's ears from time to time. The war was very fierce, and the Western Rong were coming with great force, as if they had made full preparations. This battle lasted so long that it was thought that it would be resolved soon, but it dragged on without any result.

Han Yan vaguely guessed that it was because the Great Zong and the Western Rong were working together from the inside and outside, and the traitor had not been caught, so it was very difficult to deal with the enemy. But she was just a little girl and could not go to the battlefield. Therefore, many times, Han Yan could only go to the ancestral hall and silently pray to God to bless Fu Yun Xi with a safe journey.

During this period, she was both anxious and calm. She was anxious about whether Fu Yun Xi would be in danger on the battlefield, but she was calm because she was protected in the Xuan Qing Palace and did not have to face endless intrigues. Her life was actually very quiet. With such a complicated mood, she welcomed her coming of age day.

That day, Han Yan got up very early. Nanny Chen spent a long time choosing a skirt for her to wear that day in the house. Han Yan didn't care much about it and casually asked Ji Lan to find jewelry for her.

The one who presided over the coming-of-age ceremony today was Deng Chan's mother, Madam Deng. When his mother was alive, she had a very close relationship with Madam Deng. Now that Han Yan had lost her mother, Madam Deng's status was not low, so she could naturally preside over the important event of coming-of-age. Han Yan was very grateful in her heart, but Madam Deng just smiled and said, "I also watched you grow up, so just treat me as your mother."

It was just an ordinary sentence, but Han Yan's eyes were wet. She turned her back to avoid others seeing her loss of composure, and calmed down before waiting for Madam Deng to comb her hair.

Many ladies and wives were already sitting in the main hall of the Xuan Qing Palace. These ladies were personally approved by Madam Deng, so they were trustworthy. Not to mention that Han Yan was now the Princess of Xuan Qing. If they could establish a relationship with her, it would be a hundred benefits for them.

Madam Deng held a comb in one hand and combed her long hair. Han Yan's hair had grown very long, smooth, and black, resembling a piece of fine satin. Madam Deng couldn't help but sigh. She observed Han Yan growing up. She still remembered when Han Yan was a baby, curled up in Wang Shi's arms, her black eyes curiously watching Madam Deng. She couldn't help but smile.