Mingshu sat in the carriage, still somewhat bewildered.
Maybe because they had left in a hurry, or maybe because the trip required a low profile, the carriage looked very ordinary from the outside, but inside, it was spacious with not many items, yet everything that should be there was at hand.
She glanced at Si Chu, who was resting with his eyes closed. A few days without seeing him, and there was a new trace of dark circles under his eyes, a tiredness showing between his eyebrows.
Mingshu had intended to ask, but seeing this, she couldn't bear to disturb his rest.
She drew back the curtain and poked her head out to instruct Zhui Ying, who was acting as a coachman, to pick the smoothest road possible. Then she sat quietly, making every effort not to make a sound.
Mingshu pondered over the purpose behind Si Chu's actions in her mind.
