The carriage departed from the back gate of the Prince Mansion, and at this hour, it was already quieter outside than during the day. In the dim light, the carriage prepared by the talisman appeared even more inconspicuous.
The steward and Mrs. Zhao were reluctant to part and intended to accompany them all the way to the gate, but Zhu Yu naturally refused this idea.
"Everyone, please take good care of yourselves. Tomorrow, someone from the palace will come. Regardless of whether it's a search or a closure, do not argue with anyone or bring trouble upon yourselves. Take good care of yourselves." Zhu Yu stopped them and earnestly reminded them once again.
"Hmm." Mrs. Zhao wiped her eyes, nodding repeatedly, looking at this exceptionally kind mistress with reluctance. "Madam, rest assured, you and the Prince should also take good care of yourselves. I'll be waiting for your return, eager to continue serving you!"
