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Wei Jun's thoughts drifted back to what had transpired within the carriage, and a trace of puzzlement surfaced in his heart. Han Yan had always traveled by carriage so why had he reacted so strongly this time?
The more he pondered, the more peculiar it seemed.
Yet in the end, Wei Jun suppressed his doubts.
Perhaps, after all these years, Han Yan had never truly grown accustomed to such journeys, enduring them only out of necessity to shoulder the burdens of his household. Or perhaps… it had something to do with Madam Wei.
That thought lingered briefly before he let out a quiet sigh.
Han Yan's life… was truly not an easy one.
"Brother Jun, let us go," Han Yan said, his voice calm as he turned his gaze toward him.
Noticing the faint crease between Wei Jun's brows, Han Yan paused for a brief moment. There was a trace of heaviness in the other's expression, as though his thoughts were entangled in something unseen.
