Then he easily leaped up himself.
The three of them climbed over the wall into the Zhu family, a mosquito fluttering its tiny wings around them.
Haoming occasionally glanced at the little mosquito, which buzzed even more joyfully. It acted like a guide, navigating the trio towards Liu Yi's temporary residence.
From the sunset tonight, Liu Yi had been inexplicably restless. This seemed to stem from some sort of intuition, but no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't figure out the reason.
Although the life and death of the Eighth Princess were unknown, as long as the body hadn't been found, the chances of the Eighth Princess surviving were substantial.
Currently, the Zhu family was but a façade, a mere shell of its name. Although it still bore the Zhu surname plaque, its insides had long been seized by the Eighth Princess's people. So the people living here, besides a few servants who originally served the Zhu family, were the Eighth Princess's guards.
