Luo Jiang turned to look at him upon hearing this. Her expression was calm, but on closer inspection, it had improved considerably, with none of its former sorrow.
"People always have to look forward." The girl whom everyone believed had just lost her mother lowered her long lashes, making her slightly pale little face all the more pitiable. "Only by living better can I set my mother's mind at ease."
Her gaze circled Bo Yan's face before Luo Jiang withdrew it. No matter what, Prince Dai's rescue of her mother could not become known to outsiders. Her mother still being alive was already a great blessing; they absolutely could not let another branch grow from the knot.
The Imperial City Office had been established on Zheng Gaozu's orders. Though its direct staff numbered only four thousand five hundred, it wielded immense authority, overseeing espionage and surveillance. "Gaozu once secretly dispatched men to observe external affairs." It was not subject to the Grand Secretariat, answered directly to the Emperor, and was an agency directly under the Emperor's command. Though it could not possibly be everywhere, once even a whisper leaked out, it would be difficult to cover up again.
Then there would surely be grave trouble. Since it concerned her mother's life, she could not tell even Bo Yan.
Yet her tranquil gaze and indifferent tone still made Bo Yan part his lips. He wanted to say something, but no words came out.
What could he say? Since she had let it go, that was a good thing for her. He should have felt relieved for her. Yet when he thought that Luo Jiang's vastly improved mood might have something to do with Prince Dai, his heart ached again.
After a moment of silence, Luo Jiang spoke again, this time asking,