"You..."
Wei Zhao spoke calmly, "Why is the Princely Heir surprised?"
"The Crown Prince will die sooner or later, why waste medicine?"
"It's just the Eastern Palace's private storehouse, the national treasury will be yours in the future."
Ying Fuyan: "...Makes sense."
The luggage was packed, just two bundles. The mountain cave was difficult to navigate, so when they abandoned the carriage and walked, they only packed a few things.
Shunzi took it from Yu Tingwan's hand, walked to Wei Zhao's side, and spoke respectfully.
"General, do you want to take it with you, or should I put it in the carriage?"
Wei Zhao extended his hand, "Give it to me."
This meant he intended to take it with him.
Wei Zhao: "We'll rendezvous in Wuyang City in three days."
"Yes!"
Ying Fuyan was puzzled, "Are we splitting up? Why aren't we traveling together?"
Wei Zhao couldn't be bothered to respond.
Shunzi: "I don't know, but whatever the General does must have a reason."
Ying Fuyan: ...
