At the sight of Gu Jiao's eyes, Gu Yan knew she remembered him. A hint of joy spread across his normally indifferent handsome face.
The moment Gu Jiao saw him smile, her mood brightened. She was about to approach him to greet him when she saw him put his finger to his lips.
Gu Jiao immediately understood and lowered her gaze, pretending to see nothing.
Though these guards were from the Warm Spring Villa, they hadn't encountered Gu Jiao before, hence, they didn't recognize her. Since Gu Jiao seems unbothered, they continued their search.
Once they were out of sight, Gu Jiao approached the carriage.
It was a common folk's carriage, very rudimentary. It was a good disguise that the guards would never suspect that their precious Young Master from the Marquis Residence might be hiding in it.
The coachman was a local, paid well in silver, he wouldn't spill the secrets.