Seeing Bai Qingyan tightly clutching her hands and lowering her eyes in deep thought, Lu Ping knelt down on one knee and said to Bai Qingyan, "Miss, I want to take some people to Nanrong to assist the young master!"
"The last time you appeared in Nanrong as a merchant. What identity do you plan to use this time?" Bai Qingyan's tone clearly expressed disapproval.
A military report from the frontier arrived at a gallop, night and day, which took about six days. It meant that Yan and Beirong had already attacked Nanrong six days ago.
Bai Qingyan couldn't just stay in the mansion looking for ways. She needed to find an excuse to see the Crown Prince and gather specific military intelligence.
"You should step down first. Do not act rashly. Let's discuss everything after I return from the palace!" Bai Qingyan instructed Lu Ping.
"I will escort you to the palace!" Lu Ping persisted.
"You go prepare the horse!"