Liu Qingping squinted his eyes as he said with a grin on his face, "Prince, this one will definitely prepare some high-quality tea leaves and have them sent to you."

　　Jing Rong gave him a pat on his shoulder, "Good boy!"

　　Speechless! The scene is so comedic.

　　Before Ji Yunshu entered the carriage, Liu Qingping went up and muttered, "You finish all the fruits in the carriage on your own. Don't share it with the others."

　　"Noted."

　　"Have a safe journey to Yufu. You'll definitely pa.s.s by Jinjiang again during your return trip. Then, I'll prepare fruits for you again."

　　She studied him and said in a serious tone, "You have to be a good official once you receive your official stamp."

　　Liu Qingping nodded his head firmly. Then, he sent the group off with his gaze before he finally left the scene. He quietly wiped off his tears as he was reluctant to see them go.

　　Ji Wanxin was hiding behind a wall close by. As she watched their departure, her curved, beautiful almond-shaped eyes glinted with jealousy and buried grudges. Holding the worn out brick wall, her fingers curved slowly and clenched into a weak fist.

　　Worried that she might catch cold, the maid beside her advised, "Second Miss, it's better for us to return to the residence. Third Miss has left."

　　With her gaze fixed on the group, she did not budge.

　　"Second Miss?"

　　With her eyes slightly squinted, "Very soon, Yunshu and I… will meet again at the Capital." A devious smile spread across her lips.

　　The maid did not ask or comment further.

　　Due to the prolonged standing, Ji Wanxin coughed in discomfort with her hand pressing against her chest. It was as though she was about to spit blood. Hence, she returned to the residence with the help of the maid.

　　…

　　The carriages were travelling at a steady pace on its journey out of the town. However, Ji Yunshu appeared preoccupied. Her head was lowered and her gaze seemed distracted. Jing Rong understood what she was thinking as he reached out to hold her freezing hand with comforting words, "We'll be back to pick him before you know it."

　　She felt the warmth through Jing Rong's palm and her hands trembled imperceptibly. After a long time, she lifted her head to look at Jing Rong, "I know."

　　The next moment, Jing Rong pulled her into his embrace. He held her thin shoulders tight and rested his chin gently on her head. Like an obedient kid, she leaned on his wide and comfortable chest. As she blinked her beautiful eyes, her eyelashes gently trembled before they closed.