Xiaoba looked up in surprise, Ruxin didn't seem angry.
Yang Ruxin gently tapped the little girl's nose.
The little girl giggled.
After leaving the shantytown, Yang Ruxin went to Baoyue Building. Yesterday, the Eighth Prince had sent word that all the goods were ready. In the afternoon, everyone would set off for Haijin City, where they would pick up another batch of goods before returning. Tonight, they would stay in Haijin City for one night and leave the next day.
She came to have lunch and say goodbye to everyone.
Watching the convoy of horse-drawn carts leave in grandeur, only then did Yang Ruxin turn and enter the building. She thought it would be nice to listen to the story she had provided, since there wasn't much to do in the afternoon.
But suddenly she stopped, turning her head towards the street, where a wide carriage was driving away.
"Go check whose carriage that is." Yang Ruxin frowned at the carriage, feeling that the person inside seemed to be observing them.
