Shao He woke up from her coma and softly called out to the person with their back to her, "Huaian."
But when the person turned around, the joy in her eyes turned to disappointment.
"It turns out to be the Prince."
Pei Hanze's lips slightly curved upwards as he stepped towards her. "Who else did you think it could be? Pei Huaian?"
Shao He turned her face away, feeling somewhat dejected, but she quickly came to terms with it.
She sat up and said sincerely, "Thank you for rescuing me, Prince."
You two really are interesting, one in prison, the other on the way to the prison.
Shao He ignored his teasing and began to analyze the death of the peddler.
"I suspect the peddler was killed by the same person who murdered Shao Mingyang, afraid that he would expose himself, thus he committed the murder."
Pei Hanze only smiled faintly at this and continued, "That has nothing to do with me."