After Bai Ruozhu and Jiang Yichun returned to the posthouse, she was still pondering over the wood-carved walnut that had fallen from Jingshang's sleeve. It had intricate carvings on its shell, with detailed craftsmanship that was extremely exquisite.
"Where can you find such wood-carved walnuts? Is there a craftsman who specializes in making them?" Bai Ruozhu muttered.
"I'll arrange for someone to look into it," Jiang Yichun said.
"No need to deliberately investigate, there might be no connection at all," Bai Ruozhu hurriedly held him back.
Jiang Yichun smiled, "If you find it strange, then check it out. It won't take much effort, and it will keep you from constantly thinking about others."
After speaking, he even winked at her, lacking the seriousness he usually showed to others, and giving off a rather playful vibe.
Bai Ruozhu laughed, "Look at you, as if you could pluck the stars from the sky for me."
"Pluck them, I must find a way to pluck them," Jiang Yichun said.
