"Qin Zhi, we can go now," Qingtao's voice sounded indifferent, like that of a bureaucratic official, and her face was also as cold as usual.
But today, there seemed to be something different, even more unfamiliar than before.
In the room.
Qin Zhi sat on the bedside, holding a greased paper package in her hand, tied up with a thin twine knot, her face somewhat hesitant.
Upon hearing Qingtao call her, she shuddered all over and quickly stuffed the item into her bosom before responding to the outside world, "I'm coming."
As she spoke, she stepped out of the room and saw Qingtao waiting for her in the courtyard, curtseying, "Sister Qingtao."
Qingtao glanced at her and nodded slightly in return, "Hmm, let's go."
She must be taking her to see her mother; Qin Zhi took a deep breath before hurrying to catch up.
As they left Prince Manor through the main gate and had not yet gone far, a male voice called out.
"Hey―――! Finally, you're willing to come out, you money-losing goods!"
