My Princess Holds Superpowers-Chapter 1491 Came, 435

An Ning, on this side, is in a similar situation as Sikong Wuyou.

She was originally waiting with full affection for Sikong Wuyou to come over. However, when the matchmaker arrived, she also experienced a period of confusion.

Soon after, she was informed that he wouldn’t be coming today!

The day was very lively in Taohua Village.

All the villagers had heard that the high and mighty Lord County Magistrate had proposed to An Ning.

After the initial envy, they were gradually relieved upon understanding the situation.

After all, although An Ning was just an ordinary girl whose only outstanding trait was her beauty, it is said that her father, An Bingfeng, was the current Prime Minister.

With this identity revealed, the union of An Ning and Sikong Wuyou truly seemed like a good match.

With the matchmaker now gone, what remained was the impressive betrothal gifts in the courtyard.

They piled up, taking up half the yard, making others envious.

An Dafu instructed to carry all the betrothal gifts into the house, then advised An Ning, "Ningning, make sure you move these gifts into your space tonight. Many people witnessed today’s event. Although the gifts under the County Magistrate’s name mean few dare to touch them, there are those who are desperate for money. Be vigilant."

"Hmm, understood," An Ning replied.

However, things weren’t as simple as she imagined.

If An Ning was the only one home, she could do as she pleased. But now, after Xinghua left, a cook had arrived.

Under others’ watch, putting so much into her space would undoubtedly arouse suspicion.

Thus, An Ning naturally won’t do anything that might expose herself.

The night was dark and heavy, hinting at an impending rain.

The cook tidied up the things in the courtyard and was about to return to her room to sleep. However, with a quick glance, she noticed a white figure not far away.

"Servant... servant pays respect to the Master." The cook, an old hand from the County Office, had been confined to the kitchen since Sikong Wuyou took charge.

Though she had seen Sikong Wuyou only a few times, the young and strikingly handsome County Magistrate was unforgettable.

Wearing all white, his face as refined as jade, nearly impossible not to remember.

Sikong Wuyou simply waved his hand lightly, "Today, you shall not divulge anything of my visit, understood?"

"Yes, this servant dares not leak a word," the cook answered, frightened.

Fortunately, Sikong Wuyou didn’t intend to talk much. After issuing his order, he went directly toward An Ning’s room.

An Ning had already fallen into dreams by then.

Suddenly, she felt an itch on her face.

Instinctively, she reached out to scratch but instead grabbed a large hand.

In a fright, she instantly opened her eyes.

"Shh, it’s me."

Sikong Wuyou’s voice was small but immediately put her at ease.

Then, she saw Sikong sitting beside her in the dark, his jade-like fingers rubbing her cheek.

"Why are you here?"

An Ning instinctively glanced outside, and it remained pitch black.

No need to guess; he must have sneaked over under the cover of night.

"Came to see you, whether you’re feeling better?" He thought he could come during the day but ended up unable to.