Arriving at the study, Jiang Ning asked impatiently, "How did it go?"
"Hmm."
As expected, Gucheng pulled out a letter and placed it on the table.
Jiang Ning's eyes lit up: "I knew it! There's nothing Gucheng can't do. You weren't followed, were you?"
Gucheng was silent for a while before slowly saying, "Mu Jian did send someone to watch me, but his martial arts were weak, and he didn't notice me."
"Great job! You've worked hard!" Jiang Ning was overjoyed and handed Gucheng a plate of snacks from the table, "Here, sit down to rest for a while, and let me take a look at the letter."
Gucheng: "..."
He was not a child.
He couldn't be sent away with a plate of fruit.
But out of respect for the young lady, he still took the plate and quietly walked to a corner to sit down. As he ate the snacks, he watched the little princes and princesses playing outside.
Jiang Ning opened the letter and first examined the handwriting instead of focusing on its content.
Ah.
