An hour later.
The soldiers on the second boat lowered a skiff, and Xiang Ying along with Jie Chen boarded it to return to the first boat.
Upon seeing Xiang Ying, several soldiers volunteered eagerly—
"I'm good at swimming, I can escort Jie Jianjun and Xiang Ying to the boat ahead."
"I row better, let me do it."
Previously, she was referred to as the convict Xiang Ying, but now they automatically omitted the word "convict".
Under the sunlight, the small boat bobbed up and down. Xiang Ying, dressed in an elegant white outfit with her black hair draped over her shoulders, had a faint smile around her red lips.
She cast a somewhat triumphant glance at Jie Chen.
It was as if she was saying: Look, people's hearts have turned.
Jie Chen's eyes, dark and thin, carried a helpless emotion.
He chose two rowers, and the two soldiers, as if they had won a prize, shouted excitedly on the deck.
During the journey, the two occasionally spoke to Xiang Ying.
