The next morning, when Yu Niaoniao saw Cheng Qi again, she saw a young woman beside him.
The girl's eyes were red as if she had just cried, but she did not show much resistance when Cheng Qi hugged her; it seemed as though she had accepted reality.
Cheng Qi did not feel ashamed of doing anything wrong. He smiled and said.
"I disturbed you last night. It's my fault. When we reach Jinwu City later, I'll treat you to wine as an apology."
Xiao Juan replied calmly, "It's getting late. Let's go."
Cheng Qi carried the new beauty into the carriage.
Yu Niaoniao watched them leave and sighed inwardly. Everyone said that a pot matched a lid. This fellow and Princess Ni Yang were really a match made in heaven.
The squire's family must have benefited from Cheng Qi. Not only did they not pursue the matter last night, but they even sent him away happily.
The convoy set off again.
