Qi Er thought for a moment, "Today is the fourth day. I always feel that if the family really sent someone to chase us, they would have caught up long ago, wouldn't they?"
You Er's eyes brightened, "So, grandpa and mother tacitly approve?"
Qi Er laughed, "I think they do."
"If no one comes after us today, we can be at ease and take our time traveling."
There were still two months left until the New Year, and time was ample. They didn't need to rush recklessly; he cared for his sweat-blood horse.
After a while, Gao Shan fried a plate of pancakes and brought it out.
Qi Er went into the kitchen, found a few jars, took out some pickles, and ate them leisurely.
Those tied up on the ground had been tortured and interrogated by two trusted aides last night, and they hadn't had water or food for a long time, feeling unbearably miserable.
That wasn't all; they were now very clear that when the county constable arrived, they would be either executed in autumn or immediately.
