Ling Hua gave herself seven days to travel back to the Capital.
She had painstakingly calculated to secure the marriage she sought, tried every means to gain favor in Yan Qing's presence, and she couldn't allow at the final moment for it to come to naught, only to start over again. Even if Yan Qing was willing to postpone the wedding and wait for her, she still feared that delays might lead to unforeseen complications.
Therefore, even if it killed her, she had to crawl back.
Wangshu accepted the order, "This subordinate will set off immediately. If the Second Prince really is on Ling Mountain, I will ensure his safe return."
"He must be on Ling Mountain, just go there without worries. When you arrive, don't say too much, just give the letter to Ye Rui." Ling Hua instructed, "If Ye Rui shows no response after reading the letter, from now on, Ling Mountain and I will be at odds."
Wangshu nodded, secured the letter, and promptly departed with his men.