"No worries, just now their attention was on you few, they didn't pay much attention to me, a mere follower." Zhu Yu half turned, showing them a bit of his position, "When they tied me up, I slightly expanded my wrists, and they didn't notice, so it's not too tight now, there's still some room to move."
Lu Qing sighed lightly and nodded to her.
Although his heart ached for Zhu Yu being tied up all along, just as she said, the best strategy now is to go with the flow. No matter what, they need to return to Jin Country's territory, back to the Capital, where they will have more advantages.
Within a short while, everyone else was ready, and the convoy and other troops grandly set off.
The citizens of Bhutan's capital had no idea what had happened at Fanwang Mansion. The carriage carrying King Fan's coffin was airtight, making it impossible for anyone to see the large coffin inside.
