Yun Huai's eyes lit up as he rode away, his discomfort and panic subsiding. The next moment, he said in a deep voice, "Looks like they've gone ahead! Chase after them!"
"yes!"
At his command, everyone sped forward.
July appeared with Song Yanzhuo and Zhuo Ziyu.
Seeing Yun Huai breathe a sigh of relief, she casually said, "Seventh Senior Brother, I can tell you're of high status. Let me tell you my identity first. You came to see me tonight; I'm the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion."
At this point, she turned to look at Zhuo Ziyu: "Fifth Senior Brother, you go back by yourself. Second Senior Brother, you take me back."
After saying that, she stuffed a lot of talismans into Zhuo Ziyu's hand.
Then, she had Yun Huai dismount, retrieved her veil from the carriage, put it on, and asked Song Yanzhuo to take her back to the capital.
People along the way speculated about her identity, but under Song Yanzhuo's menacing gaze, they lowered their heads and safely returned to the Marquis's residence.
July walked back to her own courtyard.
He rushed into the room and stuffed some gold bars and silver notes into his spatial storage.
Chunxue and Chuxia, the two personal maids who had been deliberately distanced and neglected by the original owner, ran in with worried expressions.
"Young Miss, what happened to you? Why do you look like this after just one trip out? Where are your servants, Green Snow and the others?"
“If you do this, the old lady and the madam will see it and scold you again…”
Qiyue sighed without turning her head.
Do you really want to know their whereabouts?
The two nodded.
July: "They're dead."
"Ugh!!" The two gasped, their faces turning pale. "How could this be? Miss, are you alright?"
Qiyue turned around, and the knife scar on her fair nose was so obvious.
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