The idea to use Soft Bone Powder on Chu Qianli was concocted by Gui Tong.
Now, seeing that even a lowly maid dared to bully this once proud and conceited woman, Gui Tong inexplicably felt agitated.
Especially since her tone of voice just now made it seem as if he was a fool.
Such indifference, such coldness—it made him wonder if he was indeed a fool.
Finally, the convoy set out.
Just after leaving the city, someone from behind hurriedly caught up.
After inquiring, Gui Tong came back to report to Chu Minghao, "It is said to be a maid who used to serve Chu Qianli, always by her side."
Chu Minghao originally didn't want to bother, but Gui Tong, for reasons unknown, thought of that maid he had dealt with earlier.
Gui Tong said softly, "Crown Prince, if you want her to make it to the Imperial City alive, it's better to let her have one of her own attend to her."
"What do you mean?" Chu Minghao turned around and gave him a glance.
