In the Prince Jing Mansion, Song Qianfan did not raise his head, looking at the letter in his hand, he asked, "She moved out?"
Li An replied, "Replying to Young Master, she has moved out."
He glanced at his master from the corner of his eye, only to see Song Qianfan with a cold smile on his face. Suddenly, he recalled the scene he had just witnessed outside... If the Young Master found out, he would surely be infuriated.
Song Qianfan asked lightly, "Is there anyone in the mansion helping her?"
Li An answered, "Replying to Young Master, yesterday, as you instructed, anyone who helped the Heir Consort would be sold off. Today, no one assisted her."
Song Qianfan: "Heh, self-inflicted."
He casually tossed the letter in his hand into the incense burner beside him, "What about the carriages?"
Li An was silent for a moment, "No arrangements were made. The Princess Consort did have someone take one out, but the Heir Consort did not want it."
