There were always more solutions than difficulties.
When the hole she had used to escape before was sealed up, Jiang Yingcheng simply developed a new route.
Even Jiang Yi'an was startled by her extraordinary tenacity.
"Where did they escape from this time?"
Li Cheng: "..." That "this time" was remarkably eloquent!
Li Cheng spoke with difficulty. "A newly discovered hole on the south side. I've already sent men to seal it."
Jiang Yi'an nodded, then looked at the two little ones before him with a half smile. "And this wasn't an escape attempt either?"
Jiang Yingcheng fiercely wiped the black soot off her face and said stubbornly, "Of course not!"
She pulled a pinecone from the hidden pocket inside her sleeve and offered it on her open palm. "This pinecone is really cute. Chengcheng wanted to give it to Uncle Prince Jing!"
Her expression was sincere; her gift was junk.
Lin Jinshu turned his head aside, looking somewhat guilty.
Jiang Yi'an did not move, merely lowering his eyes for a languid glance. A moment later, he let out an exasperated laugh.
The little one wasn't even going to make a proper effort at pretending anymore.
One side knew perfectly well what the other was after but said nothing; the other knew perfectly well that their intentions had been seen through, yet likewise refused to acknowledge it. Everyone in the residence tacitly kept this secret under wraps, waiting to see what performance the other side would put on next.
Jiang Yi'an even set aside a small courtyard specifically to store the assorted "junk" the little one brought back.
Once those unremarkable little objects had finally piled into a "small mountain" in the courtyard, Jiang Yingcheng realized this could not go on.
She lay sprawled on the large bed prepared for them,