Burnt Hand
Editor: Henyee Translations
"Then, Qian'er, hurry up and undo the seal."
"The white dragon says I have to find the slave mark flute. The contract has nothing to do with His Majesty."
"Whatever you're looking for, hurry up and find it. Don't delay." Bu Yaolian was afraid that Qian'er would be indecisive and reluctant to part with Lu Fenying when the time came.
Qian'er was also eager to return.
Either way, she didn't want the slave mark.
She picked up the crown prince. "I'll go back now."
Gu Bailu said, "I'll have Ah Luo send you off. If something happens, have her report back immediately."
"Okay."
Sitting in the carriage, Mo Qian'er looked at the contract again and again, but she couldn't understand the words on it.
The little crown prince babbled and reached for the contract.