"Commandery Princess, don't worry. In an hour, you'll be able to move freely!"
Tossing the letter onto Qin Yingyuan, Gu Chengyu ordered someone to tie up the messenger before saying, "Pack your things, we're setting off!"
"Ah? Sir, where are we going?" Ming Yan glanced at the black-clad people lying haphazardly in the room, somewhat puzzled as to why Sir suddenly wanted to leave. What's going to happen with these people?
Gu Chengyu was the first to walk out of the room, looking at the dark night sky. The snow outside had stopped, so traveling wouldn't be affected.
The carriage continued heading north, with the lantern hanging on the carriage swaying side to side.
"Sir, are we still heading to the border? What about the Capital..." Ming Mo was a bit confused; considering the chaos in the Capital, why does Sir still want to go to the border?
