Old Lady Zhen already knew everything from Zhen Yiping. Her old eyes were already red. "Hanyu, Qianqian, come over quickly."
Shen Hanyu held Sang Qianqian's hand and walked to the old lady.
She pulled the two of them to sit down. She held Shen Hanyu tightly with one hand and Sang Qianqian tightly with the other. "When do you plan to leave?"
"Tomorrow morning," Shen Hanyu whispered.
"Your father's matter, please look into it more carefully. I believe he is a blessed man, so it might not be impossible for him to come back safely."
The old lady was heartbroken. She said sadly, "After you go back to Ming City, remember to come back to the capital often."
Shen Hanyu and Sang Qianqian agreed.
Old Lady Zhen asked Zhen Zhu to sit next to her. She looked at the wound on her forehead and said kindly, "Have you been frightened these past two days?"
Zhen Zhu shook her head gently. "I was a little scared at first, but I wasn't anymore."
