Gao Feng hadn't returned yet, so Bai Zhiyan only had a coachman who drove the carriage and a servant who took care of his daily needs. It was quite simple.
Song Dejiang stood at the door and repeatedly reminded his martial nephew, "You've just recovered from a serious illness. There's no hurry to travel. If you're tired, take a rest. Nothing is more important than your health, understand? Also, I've prepared some medicine for you. Take it with you. When you go back, greet Master. If you need anything, write back at any time."
Bai Zhiyan smiled and nodded. There was no impatience on his face at all.
On the other hand, Gu Yundong, who had been here for a quarter of an hour, could not help but yawn when she heard Song Dejiang's nagging.
Seeing this, Shao Qingyuan frowned. In order to travel early, his wife woke up before dawn today.
In the end, he still had to listen to Song Dejiang's nonsense for a long time.
He stuck his head out and raised his voice. "Let's go."
