Ye Jiu's eyes lit up.
Right, how could she have forgotten about the existence of Prince Jing?
"Sister Ying, you sit here for a bit, I'll go find Prince Jing to help," Ye Jiu said as she stood up and ran off.
What Ying Luoxue said was true, although Prince Jing's capture was quite humiliating and similarly diminished the dignity of Dongyue.
But in this imperial society, a Prince is a Prince; Ye Jiu was completely helpless with the matter of acquiring a travel permit, but for him, it was a matter of just a few words.
Since returning to Dongyue, even though his life was no longer in danger, the pressure in Prince Jing's heart had only increased.
If it had just been a lost battle that would have been one thing, but he had been captured and paraded like a monkey, imprisoned in a cage for others to view by that despicable Hu Wei.
Prince Jing could already imagine what kind of scene he would face upon his return to the capital city.