After hearing Shiyi's explanation, Lin Jiaojiao lowered her eyes in thought. Who was the person who left this letter? What was their purpose? Were they a friend or foe?
These were the questions she needed to consider.
Shiyi said, "Your Highness, let me go. You should return to Prince Manor and wait."
"No!" Lin Jiaojiao immediately rejected Shiyi's proposal, then picked up the stone that had been holding down the envelope on the table, twirling it in her hand.
A bit of mud on the stone was rubbed off.
Lin Jiaojiao's eyes darkened, and she looked down at the floor, squatting down and gently running her fingers over the ground. There was also mud here.
It had rained heavily a few days earlier, and the weather had been gloomy for the past few days. It had only just begun to clear up this afternoon. Although the mud outside the city wasn't watery, it still hadn't dried up, so it was easy for it to get stuck to shoes.
