Guan Qingyue's heart almost leaped out of her chest. Fortunately, there was no one in the outer courtyard at this moment, so she hurriedly ran over, picked up the bottle, quickly opened the lid, and poured everything into the well.
At this moment, voices and footsteps came from the inner courtyard, and Guan Tongshi bid farewell and came out.
Guan Qingyue hurriedly wrapped the bottle in a handkerchief and stuffed it into her bosom.
After leaving the Yang Family's gate, Guan Qingyue finally let out a sigh of relief, but her heart was still very uneasy. Thinking of the mouse from before, she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
"What's wrong with you?" Guan Tongshi frowned, "You're dawdling so much, hurry up, we still have to cook dinner when we get back."
"Oh." Guan Qingyue responded absentmindedly, and then ran forward in haste.
"This girl, either she dawdles behind, or she's in such a hurry. When will she ever grow up?" Guan Tongshi complained and quickened her pace as well.
