The gatekeeper shook his body, "His Highness had not risen at that time, and I feared disturbing Your Highness!"
Ye Yiheng's face darkened and his fingers twitched slightly, but his figure remained still.
Seeing His Highness silent for a long time, Mo Chen spoke hesitantly, "Your Highness, should I take someone to bring Miss Lai back?"
Ye Yiheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, "Let her be."
If she wanted to leave, then leave.
He certainly wouldn't go looking!
Leng Yu Yan and Miao Zhu arrived at the suburb of the capital and found a small courtyard at the address they agreed upon earlier.
Yesterday's heavy rain had left the air exceptionally fresh today.
The buds on the trees had grown much overnight, and the grass on the ground appeared more tender.
Seeing such a scene, the heart once troubled by someone's unpredictable and baffling moods yesterday, found peace.
In the courtyard, a horse was tied to a wooden post, and Mi Xinrong was already waiting.