"Then we're off," Gu Jiao said, holding the Little Princess and turning around, "See you again, Mu Qingchen."
The Little Princess obediently waved her hand: "Goodbye, Mu Qingchen."
Gu Changqing followed, carrying little Jingkong in his arms.
The two walked eastward for a few steps and entered the forest.
Even as they walked away, they could still hear the conversation behind them.
"Qingchen, what are you doing here? Did you find any clues?"
"Second uncle, no. But I heard that the Little Princess has already returned."
"What? She's back?"
"Yes, I encountered an injured guard just now. I don't know whose he is, but he said he saw someone taking the Little Princess out of the forest and leaving in the direction of the rice paddies. The Little Princess is safe, nothing's wrong."
"Then our trip here was for nothing... It's also uncertain whether we can still catch up if we chase now..."
