Xia Muqing looked up and replied, "Since he's mine, I'll let him play for a few days."
Jiang Yifan admired her forthrightness. He felt that Xia Muqing was really the most carefree girl he had ever met.
By this time, they were already very close to the capital and they arrived at the city gates at noon the next day.
Xia Muqing rented a carriage and entered with the black eagle, Gungun, and the little phoenix. Jiang Yifan acted as the coachman. The security at the city gates wasn't very strict, so it was easy for them to sneak in.
A gust of wind blew past. Xia Muqing could vaguely see the figure of a man through the curtains. He seemed a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
She peered through the curtains again. The man who had gone a distance ahead suddenly turned around. He was a very handsome man, especially with his beautiful eyes.
The man glanced at Xia Muqing and smiled at her politely.
