Jiang Ning finished instructing and found that Gucheng was standing still.
She was helpless, "I'll wait here for you. Either that or I'll go back to the palace first, and you can catch up after you throw it away."
"No."
Gucheng shook his head.
His voice was soft and not very firm, but Jiang Ning knew he wouldn't change his mind.
Jiang Ning turned her head and looked, "Then what should we do? If I go to throw it away in the carriage, won't people still find out?"
"Wait."
Gucheng said with a single word.
"Wait for what? If we wait any longer, he really will freeze to death, and that would also be quite troublesome."
"No."
After saying this, Gucheng fell silent, standing motionless with Prince Xinhai in his hands.
Prince Xinhai was so cold that he couldn't speak anymore.
At least it was quiet.
Jiang Ning didn't like his stinky mouth and almost couldn't help but go up and slap it.