And then she felt that the big shot was even happier!
...It was really baffling.
When Princess Xinyang stepped out with Yujin's accompaniment, what she saw was the scene of one tall and one short person squatting on the ground busily writing with their pens.
Yujin had been by Princess Xinyang's bedside just before, so she had no idea they were up to this; she couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
"Princess," she said, "it's been a long time since Long Yi played with anyone, the last time was when the young Marquis was little..."
Princess Xinyang cut her off indifferently, "Yujin, he is dead, don't mention him again in the future."
Yujin lowered her gaze, "...Yes."
Gu Jiao wrote despairingly with her pen until her stomach growled, signaling the end of today's business.
Yujin offered Gu Jiao a meal, but she declined.
Having vanished so suddenly, the third son must be worried sick by now, and it's possible Xiao Liulang is aware of her disappearance too; she needed to hurry back.