The sky had darkened, and Feng Yun looked at the man who stood before her like a rigid ghostly shadow, not wanting to speak.
Pei Jue asked, "Where to?"
Feng Yun furrowed her brows, "Mingquan Town."
Pei Jue, "Is it urgent?"
Feng Yun raised her eyebrows and hummed an affirmation.
"Earning silver coins is naturally urgent."
Pei Jue's Adam's apple moved slightly as if he wanted to say something but remained silent. Without a second word, he leapt off his horse, approached, climbed onto the carriage to scoop Feng Yun into his arms like a bandit abducting the lady of the village, then departed without looking back.
"Wait here for a quarter of an hour."
He helped Feng Yun onto his horse, wrapped the wind-gown around her, and rode away, holding her tight.
He left behind Nan Kui, Chai Ying, and two guards/drivers staring at each other in the cold wind.
