Su Qiao was dumbfounded. "Then what do we do now?"
Keep coaxing him, of course.
"Ahem, Jing He, let's go home. I miss our little courtyard."
Qi Jinghe looked somewhat surprised and set down his teacup. "We can go back?"
"The eldest daughter of the Sheng Family thought I was dead, so she left that very night. There shouldn't be any trouble in the future."
Qi Jinghe pondered for a moment. "We still need to be careful from now on."
Although the capital was far away, beyond the emperor's reach, if they discovered she wasn't dead, it would certainly cause another commotion.
Yes! The diversion had worked!
Su Qiao nodded happily. "Mm, I'll be careful."
The two of them packed up their things and soon left together.
After settling the bill, they found the grandfather and grandson at the entrance of the inn.
Little Yue'er had already woken up and was obediently nestled in his grandfather's arms, curiously sizing up the pedestrians on the street.
Su Qiao walked over and scooped him up. "Little Yue'er, did you miss Mama?"
Yue'er's eyes lit up, and he nodded with great seriousness. "I did."
"Come on, we're going home. Once we're back, Mama will keep teaching you how to read and practice martial arts."
"Mm-hmm."
Yue'er stayed especially obedient in Su Qiao's arms.
Perhaps this experience had made him afraid that Su Qiao might disappear, because his little hands were still clutching her sleeve tightly.
Seeing him looking around curiously with his eyes wide open, Su Qiao asked with a smile, "Yue'er, do you want to go look around?"
Yue'er shook his head, his face flushing. "Yue'er doesn't want to. Yue'er is just... just looking."
Looking was enough for him.
He couldn't trouble the adults.
Su Qiao could tell that he wanted to