A night without words.
The next day, just as An Yiqing finished breakfast, Gu Yelin's call came in.
"How are things?" Gu Yelin cut straight to the chase.
"Worse than I expected. Old Master Nan isn't sick, he's been poisoned. But I already have a suspect, and the Third of Nan Family's family are just puppets." An Yiqing answered truthfully.
"Be careful, don't be reckless, don't take risks, and don't get hurt. Otherwise, I'll take you back immediately."
Gu Yelin's domineering three "don'ts" made An Yiqing feel both sweet and helpless. She nodded gently, her voice soft enough to squeeze water out, "Okay, I promise you, I will be careful not to get hurt. You take care of yourself in Xuandu City, don't stay up late, don't go hungry, and don't miss me too much."
Gu Yelin's breath deepened, "I can do the first two, but not the last one."
