Sweetness Comes After Bitterness

When Shen Yao, who was drinking tea, heard this, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Minghong with a hint of coldness.

"Ahem." Qin Minghong laughed awkwardly and said, "Ah Tao, it's getting late. Why don't you and Shen Yao stay in the restaurant for the night?"

"No need." Ji Zhao smiled and declined his good intentions.

"Then I'll get someone to prepare the carriage?"

"No need." Ji Zhao refused again. "Shen Yao and I plan to walk back. The sky is still a little bright now. We can take a look at the scenery in the fields along the way."

"All right, then."

It was almost dark, but the weather was still stuffy.

After leaving the city gate, Ji Zhao's mood became heavier and heavier.

The crops on both sides of the official road were not in good condition.