Dressed in mended patches, instead of holding a broadsword, they were gripping sickles and hoes, with terror evident in their eyes.
This was one of the reasons why Chun Nuan decided to let Zhao Minghua get on the carriage and escape directly.
"Yes, they say the Third Prince's soldiers appeared here."
"The Third Prince's soldiers?"
"Yes, back then the Third Prince..."
Chun Nuan was even more satisfied with Zhao Minghua: despite being far from the court, he still had knowledge of its affairs.
It is said that knowing the enemy and oneself leads to victory in every battle.
Residing in the Capital, the Xiao family, Chun Nuan could skip all those banquets but couldn't remain uninformed.
Ignorance would result in a quick death.
Regarding the Third Prince's affairs, Chun Nuan knew it was a royal secret.
Most people knew but dared not speak.
However, it was known in secret.
Unexpectedly, it spread to Sichuan.
"The reappearance of the Third Prince, does it mean disaster?"
