The eight disciples in white robes walk on both sides with a veiled lady in the middle. They took elegant steps like immortals, commanding respect without saying it. Even the wind knew when to blow, as it swayed their robes side by side, shifting their veils and tempting Yunxi to want to see how those ladies look. Though, the men weren't wearing veils.
Yunxi was too mesmerized to realize they had walked past her until she heard the horse neighing. She swiftly turned her head and a smile unknowingly settled on her lips. She liked these people!
"Older sister!" She screamed and started to run forward while flinging her hands in the air.
Su Yue, who was about to get into the carriage, paused on hearing that. She wasn't anyone's older sister but why did she pause? It was something that not only she was wondering about.
"Old sister –" Yunxi beamed. "It seems you are also on your way to the palace. Can you please give me a ride?"
