Madam Wu hurried out of bed, dressed quickly, and went to the Hanging Flower Gate to welcome her visitor.
Before she reached the Hanging Flower Gate, Jian Ruonan had already followed the young maids inside.
Madam Wu had been doubtful, thinking the visiting card was a prank. When she saw her visitor, her eyes went wide. "Gene-"
"Cousin!" Jian Ruonan strode forward, took her hand, and gave it a firm squeeze. "I heard you were unwell. Why are you up? Hurry back to bed."
"C-cousin..." Madam Wu was rather bewildered, but she still played along. "Cousin, what brings you here?"
Jian Ruonan said, "Cousin, times are hard, and I can't make ends meet. Your little cousin has come to sponge off you!"
Madam Wu: "..."
Who was that blunt about it?!
Only after leading her into the courtyard and dismissing the servants did Madam Wu ask, "General, what exactly have you come here for?"
Jian Ruonan's eyes burned with fervor. "I was worried about you, madam."
Madam Wu was immediately moved to tears and nearly cried herself to death.
"Please go back, General. This is no place for you."
The Prince of the Southeast was watching like a tiger eyeing its prey. If he learned that the general had come alone, wouldn't catching her be like trapping a turtle in a jar?
They had merely crossed paths by chance, yet the general cared so deeply about her that she had traveled a thousand miles and put herself in danger.
Jian Ruonan said, "Rest assured, madam. No one knows who I am. Right now, I'm your distant younger cousin-Little Jian. Just call me Little Jian."
The three princes' heirs and their consorts, the subordinate officials' wives, and their household servants had all been thrown into prison. Not one person who knew