Before Hua Manman could answer, He Qiuwen scrambled into the carriage.
Seeing this, the carriage driver frowned.
He Qiuwen didn't notice the driver's change in expression. She waved enthusiastically at Hua Manman.
"What are you waiting for? Come on up."
Unwilling to argue over such a small matter, Hua Manman used the small stool to get into the carriage.
Si Yun then folded the oil-paper umbrella and followed her inside.
The driver cracked his whip, and the wheels rumbled to life, carrying them into the distance.
...
Dozens of Royal Guards from the Prince Mansion had gathered at the foot of the mountain.
Two of the guards were carrying a stretcher, which was covered with a white cloth.
Chen Wangbei bent down and lifted the white cloth, revealing the male corpse lying underneath.
"Prince, this is Hong Hui."
Li Ji crouched down, lifted the corpse's chin with a gloved hand, and carefully examined the wound on its neck.
"A single, fatal blow. The work of an expert."
