Bai Zhi'er shook her head, "I've been out for too long, I need to go home, otherwise my father will definitely be worried!"
Yuan Ruxin was a bit disappointed, "Alright then."
Bai Zhi'er thought of something, took out a yellow talisman she had written from her sleeve, already folded into a triangle.
She handed it to Yuan Ruxin.
"However, I also heard about the troubles your brother encountered. From your face, it seems your family did encounter the schemes of Yan Country's Emperor."
"Take this yellow talisman I wrote back, have your brother sew it into his pillow. It will help avert disaster!"
Yuan Ruxin immediately put down her chopsticks, and carefully tucked it into her bosom like it was a fragile treasure.
"I will definitely convey Sister Zhi'er's words. But can Sister Zhi'er also figure out what kind of trials our family will face?"
