Chen Qian curiously sized up Mu Yangling, who was wearing a riding outfit. He elbowed Qi Haoran and asked in a low voice, "Is she really very strong?"
She looked so petite and her face was even a little pale. Was she really as strong as Fan Zijin said? Could she lift a huge rock?
Qi Haoran nodded proudly. "Of course, but she's sick now and can't get on a horse or tire herself out. I'll bring her out to hunt with you guys next time."
Chen Qian asked curiously, "Then why did you bring her out?" Shouldn't she be lying at home when she's sick?
"It's too boring at home, so I brought her out to relax. Once she's in a good mood, she'll recover faster. Tell your wife not to bully her."
Chen Qian looked at Qi Haoran as if he was looking at a monster. After a while, he turned to Fan Zijin and said, "I now believe that what he said at the palace banquet was the truth."
