Pei Qin looked at the prison cart on the wooden frame and curved her lips into a smile, "I've lived for so long, yet I've never experienced this contraption. Today seems like a good day to give it a try!"
Mo Heng grasped her hand, tightened his grip, then let go, and both of them entered the prison cart together.
"Elder sister! Elder sister!"
"Elder sister..."
Pei Qian and Pei Wendong couldn't help but cry.
"Look at you, what sort of spirit is that, crying like this! Just wait for me at home!" Pei Qin snapped, then urged the Deputy General who was escorting her, "Sir! It's getting late, isn't it time we set off?"
The Deputy General couldn't help but frown; in his time at the Ministry of Justice, he had captured many people. There were those who cried out their innocence, those who refused to go, those who surrendered willingly, but he had never seen anyone urge the prison cart to move, "Set off!"
At his command, the prison cart carrying Pei Qin and Mo Heng began its journey.
