Pei Jue didn't bring a guard, and in full view of the public, he swept Feng Yun onto the horse, and the two of them galloped down the long street in the night...
This was the first time Feng Yun had ridden a horse so fast that she almost bounced off, her body tense with nerves.
What kind of stroll is this?
Who goes out for a walk like this?
"Hold on to me." Pei Jue lowered his head, his voice falling into her ear, making Feng Yun's ears burn.
Riding through the streets at night, the wind was fierce; Pei Jue's cloak flapped wildly behind him, his broad shoulders as though sheltering Feng Yun's petite body within his embrace, like a giant shadow.
He was expressionless, and Feng Yun couldn't guess what he was thinking, only his breath disturbed her wildly beating nerves in the quiet night.
The day Pei Jue left Huaxi Village, the two of them could be described as having parted on bad terms.
