Song Chengyi asked her, "Do you want to admire the moon?"
Su Han nodded, and Song Chengyi fetched a cloak and led a horse over.
He carefully fastened the cloak on Su Han and helped her onto the horse, then said, "I'll lead the horse for you, let's walk back slowly."
Along the way, Su Han could fully appreciate the beauty of the night sky.
Sitting on the horse, looking down at the man leading it for her, she felt ineffably contented.
Zhifen rode back in her own carriage, and along the way, she watched Su Han and Song Chengyi, one on horseback and one leading the horse, strolling leisurely, envy emerging in her eyes.
She held her face and sighed softly, "Originally, I did not understand why Miss suddenly took a liking to this rough martial man, but now it seems I understand somewhat."
She couldn't say where Su Han and Song Chengyi matched each other.
