When Song Jingchen returned with his men, the sun was setting. He handed the herbs to the doctor and walked around, but he didn't see Shen Yijia. Apart from the poisoned soldiers, there were only a dozen or so patrolling soldiers left in the camp.
He glanced at South Wind, indicating that he should ask.
As soon as South Wind left, Lin Miaomiao ran out of nowhere.
"Brother Song, you're finally back."
Her face was flushed and she was covered in mud.
"Miaomiao, how did you end up like this?" Lin Shao asked with concern.
He had been learning how to make incense since he was young and knew the traits of some medicinal herbs better than anyone else. Therefore, he followed them into the mountains to help find medicinal herbs.
"I'm fine." Lin Miaomiao tugged at her sleeve awkwardly and looked at Song Jingchen. "Brother Song, I know where Sister-in-law went."
Song Jingchen nodded. "Let's talk as we walk."
"Aye, okay."
