Little Ling Hai asked a question from the depths of his soul.
"Are you sure? I want the Princess Consort's mount."
The coachman answered truthfully, "That's right. This is the Princess Consort's mount."
With that, he took Gray out of the horse shed and stuffed the reins into Ling Hai's hand.
Ling Hai looked at the donkey in front of him.
The donkey looked back at him.
The boy and donkey stared at each other.
In the end, Ling Hai compromised and resigned himself to fate. He led the donkey out.
Forget it, forget it. Wasn't it just a donkey?
As long as the Princess Consort was willing, it did not matter if she rode a tortoise!
Ling Hai realized that he was walking in place.
He turned and saw the donkey standing still.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it.
In the end, the coachman couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to remind him.
