Xie Peizhi slowly opened her eyes, they met with a pair of calm looking eyes.
‘Who is this? And how dare this person carry the princess?’ she wondered.
“I’m sorry miss, you were falling from your horse and I just wanted to help” the masculine voice apologized while dropping her down from his arms.
Xie Peizhi chuckled, she was glad that the man had saved her, otherwise she might probably be dead by now.
“Thank you young man” she smiled while patting the man’s shoulder.
Xie Peizhi fixed the messy strand of her hair, sighed, then looked towards the direction of the palace.
‘I need to go’ she thought. ‘But how am I going to get my white shoes before the festival?’
Xie Peizhi felt that the white pair of shoes her maid servants had brought for her was too gaudy. It looked much like the shoe of a three year old child.
So she decided to get one herself.
She turned to the young man, thenlooked at him from head to toe.
