After Shen Miao left the forest, Gu Yu and Jingzhe, who were guarding the place, heaved a sigh of relief. Jingzhe looked inside and was puzzled when she didn't see anyone. "Where is he?"
Shen Miao also looked back. The plum tree was lush and green, swaying gently with the wind. Xie Jingxing probably left from another entrance.
She said, "Let's go."
When they returned to the banquet, Feng Anning rushed over and complained, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me? When I turned around, you were gone. When I came back, I didn't see you here either. Where did you go?"
"People say the chrysanthemum in the garden is pretty, so I went to see it." Shen Miao looked up at the stage. "Has it started?"
"You've been gone for too long. The male team has already drawn lots." Feng Anning curled her lips. "Now, it's the male team's turn."
