When the group found the backyard, the Sixth Prince was honestly squatting by the garden pond, playing with mud. He knew it was dirty, so he didn't use his hands, just poked the mud with a stick.
Upon hearing footsteps, he glanced back and promptly tossed the stick into the pond, wiping his hands on his clothes and standing up, pretending nothing had happened.
The attendant serving him secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed his young master forward.
The Fifth Prince, seeing that the Sixth was safe and sound, also sighed in relief and then took him out together.
Marquis Yang, still a bit bewildered, asked, "Why did the Fifth Prince think of coming to my residence?"
