Zhulan got off the carriage, but the person she thought she saw earlier was nowhere to be found. Unwilling to give up, she looked around, but there was nothing.
Qing Xue noticed the disappointed look on the old lady's face and asked curiously, "Old Madam, who did you see just now?"
Zhulan waved her hand dismissively, "I thought I saw Jiang An, but maybe I was mistaken."
Qing Xue asked, "Young Master Jiang An?"
"Yes, let's go."
Saying this, she climbed back into the carriage. Her energy seemed to wane, and this time, she didn't even glance out the window. Pulling her cloak tight, she closed her eyes to rest.
As the carriage drove away, Jiang An, who had been hiding in the alley, cautiously stepped out. He was dressed in foreign attire. When the Hou Residence's carriage passed by earlier, an instinct told him something might go awry, so he hid just in time.
