Fu Hanjiang paused, then added, "If I hadn't had someone find you and send you a message before I died, I guess by the time you returned to the Qin Kingdom, I would have been nothing but a pile of yellow earth!"
Mu Lingyun: ...
She couldn't refute his words. At that time, Fu Hanjiang's old wounds had recurred, and his death had come too suddenly. If it hadn't been for his men bringing the information, she indeed wouldn't have known.
Later, when she rushed back, it was already too late.
Because of this, she regretted it for a long time. She couldn't let go of not having seen him one last time.
But she and Jiang Jingxin had indeed been innocent.
As she looked toward Ji Luochen and was about to say something deep, she saw that Ji Luochen had already stood up.
He hung his head, his phoenix eyes narrowed, showing no emotion.
"You two keep talking, I'm going out for a walk," Ji Luochen's voice was very faint, emotionless.
After speaking, he strode away with his long legs and left.
