When Princess Zhaoyang dismissed everyone, Cen Ying asked about Jiang Chengli's whereabouts, but the servants replied that he had disappeared.
Now that Jiang Chengli had been brought before them, Princess Zhaoyang wouldn't hide him, nor did she have the ability to do so, so Jiang Chengli left on his own initiative.
Now they came to Wutong Street to look for him, but they couldn't find him anywhere. He must have hidden himself.
Cen Ying sighed deeply: "The third son doesn't want to go back to the Marquis's mansion."
"Third Master doesn't remember us, so he probably doesn't want to go back with strangers," Xu Wanying lied through her teeth.
Cen Ying nodded in agreement. In fact, both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law knew that Jiang Chengli's amnesia was fake, but they still had to act together because there was an information gap between them.
"Then let's wait here for a while. Wanying, if you're tired, lean back on the soft pillows."
Cen Ying made her decision quickly. The carriage she was riding in was very spacious, with soft carpets and a small table set with tea and snacks, making it much more comfortable than the carriage Xu Wanying had ridden in.
"Okay, thank you, Mother."
Xu Wanying didn't stand on ceremony at all, leaning directly against the cushion, and even fell asleep because she had been waiting for so long.
When she woke up, she found that the carriage hadn't moved yet, and Cen Ying was reading a book.
Xu Wanying rubbed her lower back. Hearing her movement, Cen Ying put the book down.
Are you tired?
"fine."
"Then let's wait a little longer. Chengli is a cold-faced but warm-hearted boy. He will show up," Cen Ying explained softly, pouring a cup of tea and handing it over.
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