"Alright," Ran Yan took his hand and said, "then be careful yourself."
"Hmm." Xiao Song clasped her hand in return, helped her onto the horse, and dispatched thirty guards to escort her back.
In broad daylight, someone had dared to assassinate a current high official. Ran Yan was also involved in this case, so how could she know if the assassin wouldn't take the opportunity to retaliate? Therefore, she did not refuse Xiao Song's arrangement to move with a large contingent.
The scenery near Qujiang was beautiful, but Ran Yan felt it was not a place to linger, so she rode her horse along the main road without stopping.
Before entering the town market from Qujiang, there was a stretch of white sand dike lined with trees. Many nobles' sons and their wives had set up screens along both sides of the path, enjoying the cool and playing, the various screens blooming like flowers amid the green trees, exceptionally wild and interesting.
