Gu Jinghui's eyes darkened, and after a long pause, he said, "I understand."
The two walked silently across the corridor bridge. The little maid waiting outside noticed them and hurriedly lifted the curtain. Gu Jinghui carried her into the inner room, and Qin Yuan instructed him to place her on the couch, then urged, "Lady Zhao seems to still have a high fever and is starting to babble. I'm not going to argue with her, but you need to quickly find a way to send her back to Fengxuan Pavilion before she worsens."
Upon hearing this, Gu Jinghui paused and said, "Yuan'er is thoughtful."
Qin Yuan thought for a moment and added, "It's better for Lady Zhao to return in a soft sedan chair or pouch. Those two children are still young; the night road is difficult, and they might stumble."
Hearing these words, the expression on Gu Jinghui's face changed repeatedly, finally saying, "Good Yuan'er, you are truly kind."
