At this time, it was not suitable for him to show his face, yet today a piece of news spread... Jin Zijin was different from him after all; he was not the son of the rebel king but the child of Xiao Qinqin, cast away among the common folk.
Thinking of this, he couldn't contain himself any longer, he missed her and wanted to see her.
"I've come to see you," Jin Ziyuan said softly. "When I left that day, you were severely injured, and I've been wanting to check on you, but I've been having some problems with my own health, so I never found the opportunity to visit. Later on, you returned to Beijing."
Gu Youyou chuckled lightly, appearing very relaxed, and said, "Luckily we are both alive, and we're doing quite well. Let's not think about the past anymore; let's think about the future. You... your identity really doesn't suit living near Beijing. The world is so vast; there are always places beyond the emperor's reach. Find a place where no one knows you and live well."
