The parrots were somewhat comforted. "We'll try harder next time."
Chu Tang reassured them, "It's not your fault. They're just very cunning."
Determined to make amends, the parrots said, "Qingzhi, we'll continue to monitor them. If we notice anything unusual, we'll report to you immediately."
Chu Tang instructed, "Go ahead, but be careful. Don't expose yourselves."
The parrots flew away.
That night, under a dark and windy sky, a beautiful and elegantly dressed woman stood under a hibiscus tree in a secluded garden of the royal mansion, her eyes slightly downcast, lost in thought.
Soon, the Third Prince, Li Hongye, dressed in a plain robe, approached quietly. His gaze lingered on the woman with obvious infatuation. "Baoyu."
Wen Baoyu looked up at the sound of his voice, smiling. "Hongye."
Li Hongye looked around, then stepped forward to embrace her. "Baoyu, I've missed you so much."
