"Yeah, I heard they were looking for someone. I overheard some soldiers say they found bloodstained pieces of clothing in the mountains, apparently eaten by wolves. Those people said they were going to rescue someone, but they left happily. It's really strange..."

"I don't care what he finds strange or not, I just hope there's less trouble at this time so I can rest for a few more days."

"That's true."

Tong Su held Jin Wenting in her arms, stroking him intermittently. A glint flashed in the little wolf cub's eyes, but his face remained well-behaved, as if he were truly an ignorant wolf cub, unable to understand what everyone was saying.

He acted really well; no one doubted it except for Tong Su.

If Tong Su hadn't been so familiar with him, watching him day and night and noticing that many of his unintentional little actions were consistent with those of Wu Ming when he was a snake, she would never have imagined that he was a human.

When the wolf cub was young, it looked very much like a dog. When the soldiers came to the village, they treated it as just a dog kept by a villager and paid it no attention. When they found the blood-stained rag that represented "the prince is dead", they left with great interest.

What no one knew was that among the departing soldiers, some remained outwardly calm but inwardly anxious.

He was an inconspicuous soldier, but in reality, he was a spy sent by Shen Junyi, a trusted subordinate of Jin Wenting, the heir of the Hengwang Mansion.

A few inconspicuous scratches in the corner of the wall, and a gray wolf paw print next to it—this was their pre-arranged code, indicating that everything was alright.

Shen Junyi followed the prince into the mountains and accidentally fell off a cliff. Fortunately, he survived and was rescued while unconscious. He is now safe and sound.

However, because he was unconscious before, he was unable to handle the aftermath in time. That's how the news of the Prince of Heng's son's disappearance on the mountain came to the attention of the Third Prince, Prince Zhao.

Nail didn't know if the prince was still alive, so he could only mark the corner of the wall when no one was looking. Fortunately, when the prince turned around, he saw the same mark from another corner of the wall.

—The Crown Prince is still alive, but he is trapped here and it is inconvenient for him to go out!

Dingzi felt relieved and quickly left with the government troops, preparing to return and report back when the opportunity arose.

Jin Wenting withdrew his gaze from the window and gently rubbed Tongsu's hand against his lowered head.

A hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

Having sent the message, he knew he would be leaving soon. He had initially found her extremely annoying, but now he felt a strange sense of melancholy and reluctance, and surprisingly, he didn't want to part with her...

She definitely doesn't want to break up with him, right?

Jin Wenting blinked and looked up confidently.

Of course, it's certain. Seeing how she hugs him all day long and doesn't want to let go, as if she wants to hang him on her body and pet him all the time, how could she bear to let him go?

Will she cry when she finds him gone? He should comfort her more and spend his remaining days with her.

But as soon as he looked up, he was suddenly picked up and carried.

“Once the New Year is over and your leg has healed, I’ll send you back to the mountains,” Tongsu said. “Don’t be sad to part with me. Don’t worry, I’ll miss you very much.”

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"You eat so much meat every day, you're almost bankrupting me! Hey, if I hadn't found you at the bottom of the cliff and hadn't picked you up, would my family have a lot more food in stock?"

As she spoke, she picked him up, rubbed her hands all over his body, and buried her face in his back, taking a deep breath.

"Little one, the money you earned from selling yourself to pet your fur is just enough to cover the cost of raising you."