The two of them walked a long distance until it finally quieted down a bit. Lu Qing pulled Zhu Yu over to find their carriage waiting in a small alley. The rune was sitting in the carriage waiting for them.
After the two got on the carriage, the modest carriage began circling back to Yunyin Pavilion in the night.
"That maid who splashed water on Duchess Yan today is probably like those siblings who framed General Cao's nephew before. All of them are death soldiers raised by others, right?" Zhu Yu raised a question.
Lu Qing nodded: "Once something like this happens, there will be a second and countless times more. After all, everyone has their own tactics. Some people have only a few tricks up their sleeves, making it easy for others to figure them out. Others have more tricks, requiring more effort to understand."
