Hearing Yue Lan's reply, Gu Xiyue's expression didn't change much; she simply said, "I'll take care of his side, you and Aunt Tang don't need to worry about him anymore. Just stay in Jiang City with peace of mind."
Yue Lan blinked gently at her words and asked, "Take care of? How are you going to take care of it?"
Gu Xiyue heard this but didn't answer her question, merely stating, "You don't have to worry about that. He certainly won't end up dead, that's for sure."
Yue Lan wanted to say something else but saw Gu Xiyue, holding a box, step past her, heading towards the front courtyard, "It's late, good night."
Seeing this, Yue Lan also refrained from asking any more questions.
**
Every morning, as long as she wasn't busy, Su Yunling would brew a pot of tea, and today was no exception.
