Once the matter was settled, Min Ning felt as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She pretended to look at the sky and cupped her hands, saying, "In that case, I'll be going now, I won't stay longer."
Qin Qingluo raised an eyebrow, "No need for a farewell?"
Min Ning shook her head, her tone straightforward, "No need."
Children of Jianghu come and go like the wind, Qin Qingluo couldn't help but admire her straightforward nature. She was decisive and didn't go back on her words, which suited Qin Qingluo's taste perfectly.
She didn't insist further, only said, "As you wish."
She personally accompanied Min Ning, passing through corridors and courtyards, sending her out to the main gate of the Prince Mansion.
Outside, the morning light was just right, and there were already pedestrians on the streets.
