The Crown Prince of Nanyue is a benevolent man, but unfortunately, his health is frail. It's said that his only heir is also in poor health, inherently weak, and whether he can stand firm is still uncertain.
The two remained silent for a moment.
"Miss." Mo Lan called from the door: "Chi Wu has returned."
"Come in and report." Wufu straightened her body.
Chi Wu strode in boldly, cupped his hands in salute, and said: "As you expected, that father and son took the silver and planned to run away."
"They didn't even care about that woman?" Wufu raised an eyebrow.
"With one hundred taels of silver, it's enough for them to marry a new wife." Chi Wu chuckled.
Wufu laughed with a sneer. If that woman knew her man and son intended to leave her behind, who knows how cold her heart would feel, but what did that matter to her?
"Did you find out anything?"
