Jinshui and Xu Qiao didn't find Liuxin anywhere around the cliff. They didn't know if the little princess was still in the enemy's hands or had left herself. But she was not in that small hut and Qingyi didn't say anything about her to keep Jinshui from leaving. Xu Qiao continued to pull Jinshui's hand and left as far as possible, away from the smell of the poisonous fragrance so Qingyi's influence could also dissipate completely.
Blood was flowing again in Xu Qiao's hands. Jinshui halted his steps, checking the wound. Xu Qiao withdrew her hand, and wrapped it in her own shawl, not looking at Jinshui.
"A Qiao," Jinshui was confused for a second.
"Jinshui Gege, you would not blame me, would you?" Xu Qiao asked in doubt.
"Why would I?" Jinshui asked her back.