Riding on horseback, they headed straight east towards the Thirty Mile Inn.
The horse carriage from Yang Wei Manor was carrying precious medicine wine, and since the jar was fragile and easily broken, they naturally dared not travel fast.
On the way, they heard Yin Shouque lamenting, "A jar of wine has broken!"
It turned out to be due to a big jolt passing over a rocky pit.
"If it's broken, it's broken. What's the big deal?"
"Hurry on our way. That's the main thing."
The Xia brothers didn't care in the slightest, and although Ning didn't speak, she slowed down her horse's pace.
When the front slowed down, those behind followed suit and slowed down as well.
After traveling about thirty or forty li, there was a tea stand selling tea by the roadside, where some itinerant merchants had stopped to rest.
