Chapter Ninety-Eight: Crossing the River with a Reed_1

"No rush, we'll go when it's dark."

With meticulous planning, Su Qingluo reasoned, "During the day there will be too many people around, might stir up trouble."

"Alright then, I'll wait for Master at the imperial palace, while I also see where they've brought the kid from."

Now that Little Kingfisher had a new source of amusement, and an itch to gossip, he couldn't wait any longer, flapping his wings and fluttering up into the sky.

"Oh dear, this kid, he's so impatient, when will he ever mature."

With Little Prince snugly in her arms, Su Qingluo watched Little Kingfisher fly away, her charming lips curling into an amusing smile.

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The night grew deeper, moonlight shimmering like water.

In the hushed little mountain village, every house was shut up tight, the occasional distant howl of a wolf stirred up the dogs to make noise.