"Exhale——"
Nangong Yi pulled on the reins, looking with immense surprise and delight at the bird that had landed on the horse's mane, and raised his hand to signal his subordinates to stop.
The secret guards all halted, staring at their master in astonishment. They watched as he carefully picked up the green parrot from the horseback and untied a letter from its tiny leg.
As the letter was unfolded, the master's furrowed brows relaxed as well. As he read the letter, a joyful expression emerged on his face.
"Master, what happened?"
Huan Qiu, noticing the master's joy, couldn't resist riding forward and asking aloud.
Nangong Yi read the letter again, his smile broadening as if the gloom of many days had suddenly turned into a sunny and clear day after the rain.
"The Empress has managed to rescue herself; we no longer need to go and save her."
