Pei Ye walked over to her, nodded, took the reins, and then looked back. His friends had become several silhouettes standing side by side, among which the green dress was particularly striking.
Pei Ye fell silent for a moment then lifted his arm again and waved to them.
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Pei Ye absentmindedly mounted his horse, as the scenery rapidly receded on both sides of his vision.
After a considerable time, he suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head and saw the rhythm of the horse hooves next to him pounding like rain. The woman was riding her horse, the sword horizontal in front of her, reining in the bridle, her pale clothes fluttering like clouds fallen to earth.
"...I'm sorry, Miss Ming, have I slowed you down?"
"No, one or two days' time isn't a big deal."
