Xing Yu somewhat knew the reasons, but she couldn't say much at that moment.
Yin He had done so much for the Empress, naturally because he disliked Nanmen Yu.
"I'll be right back—" Xing Yu had slowly moved to the carriage door, hastily left a remark, and hurried down from the carriage. Upon exiting the carriage, she saw Nanmen Yu's figure.
"Xing Yu." Nanmen Yu didn't wait for an invitation, directly tossing the package he held at her.
Xing Yu instinctively caught it and looked inside, finding a set of clean clothes.
"Thank you, Princely Heir—" Xing Yu said, slowly getting off the carriage as the skies had darkened already, and they were presently in a sheltered spot at the foot of the mountain; apparently, they were prepared to camp there for the night.
Two fires were already blazing, and about a dozen guards were orderly busy, collecting firewood, and preparing food. Since there were caves, besides the two tents brought down, they didn't seem to plan on setting up more tents.
