The group made their way out of the city.
QingWu led the way on horseback, with the convoy following not far behind. After galloping several miles, the constant jolting left her feeling sore and numb.
Glancing back at the convoy, she decided to stop altogether and waited in place. Moments later, the convoy caught up and came to a halt.
QingWu, still fuming, dismounted her horse with a hint of awkwardness in her gait—her thighs seemed to have been chafed.
Hong Rui hurried over to support her, but QingWu glared at her accusingly. "Traitor!"
Hong Rui gave a helpless smile and explained, "We thought my Queen knew that the King was coming along..."
"UH...I'm angry! Fine, I'll give you half a day to discuss with Lü Qiao about how to make it up to make me happy again!" QingWu pouted arrogantly, throwing a small tantrum.
