They had thought tonight would pass peacefully again, but as soon as night fell, that unnatural croaking sound echoed once more.
"Couldn't they have chosen a more natural signal?" Bai Suihe said. "Frogs are rarely this active at this time of year."
"Let them have their fun," Gu Kaiyuan replied. "It's likely the Third Prince's men catching up to us. He might have even come in person."
Bai Suihe immediately sat up. A living, breathing Prince—she had yet to see one. "I keep forgetting to ask, is the Third Prince married yet?"
If she remembered correctly, Gu Antong had entered his manor as a mere concubine. Only after surviving brutal inner-court scheming had she managed to slowly climb the ranks. Reading about it had been thrilling at the time, but now that she was actually living it as a piece of cannon fodder, she found her current situation far less entertaining.
