A day later, Hua Yan, Caiqing, Tian Bujue, An Shiliu, An Shiqi, and Hua Rong left Lin'an.
Qiuyue escorted Hua Yan to the city gates, clutched her hand, and with reddened eyes said, "Miss, if you don't let me follow you, you must take good care of yourself."
Hua Yan raised her hand to pinch Qiuyue's cheek and said with a smile, "Don't worry! I'm taking your master with me, so you must stay and look after Zizhan. His coldness has just been cured, and we mustn't be careless. Take the chance to cultivate your relationship with my brother. After my grand wedding, I will promptly urge my brother to marry you."
Qiuyue's face turned red as she glared at Hua Yan, "This slave girl is unworthy of the young master, so I wouldn't dare marry him."
