"you!"

"Alright." Nan Qianyue placed her hands on their heads and gently pushed them to the sides.

"You two are openly arguing now, aren't you?" she said, her tone seemingly reproachful, but her eyes held a smile.

Green Robe and Ayu lowered their heads and said at the same time, "We were wrong, we will never dare to do it again."

"Miss, everything has been bought, and the carriage is ready." The steward approached respectfully.

Nan Qianyue nodded and stood up, instructing the two maids, "You don't need to follow me. Tell my mother where I am going and tell her not to worry."

Green-clad, Ayu: "Yes."

Just as she was about to step out of the courtyard gate, Nan Qianyue turned around and saw Green Robe and Ayu hugging each other, pulling each other's hair, their faces contorted in rage.

Green-clad: "..."

Ayu: "..."

Time stood still.

The moon, embracing its chest and arms, seemed to say, "At least wait until I'm completely gone before you fight me."

The two maids awkwardly released each other, stood facing south towards the moon, and shook their heads, saying, "We dare not do it again."

Nanqianyue let out a long sigh, said nothing, and turned to leave.

The peach tree in the courtyard was shaking because the two people below were fighting too fiercely.

The prison of the Court of Justice is in the back area, and the Prime Minister's carriage stops directly here.

As Nanqianyue stepped off the carriage carrying a food box, Qin Yi came out to greet her.

As the two approached, Nan Qianyue asked in a very low voice, "You didn't say I came to see Uncle Yan, did you?"

Qin Yi took the food box from her and handed it to Qingyi, saying, "Tell her you've come to visit the prison."

The southward migration was astonishing. "You should at least come up with a more plausible reason. Who wants to visit a prison cell?"

Qin Yi smiled and pulled her inside, saying, "You're a poet, and you're here to visit the prison to create even better poems."

The reason for the southward migration is rather far-fetched, yet it makes a sliver of truth.

The prison is divided into many areas, with good, bad, and average environments.

Yan Bo was a spy; once his value was used up, he had to die, so the place where he was imprisoned was very bad.

It was eerie, with a mixture of rust and blood in the air.

As the moon migrated south, it covered its mouth and nose with its sleeve, its bright eyes scanning the surroundings.

Because she was a little nervous, she gripped Qin Yi's hand back, even tighter than he did.

Suddenly, a loud clanging sound of chains rattling and scraping rang out, accompanied by an angry and strange roar.

Nanqianyue was so frightened that she quickly grabbed Qin Yi's arm.

"Don't be afraid, he's Zhong Xing, the assassin from Hengyang Mountain who tried to kill you." Qin Yi wrapped his long arm around her.

Zhong Xing...

Xiao Chen's former retainer.