If it were anyone else, they would have likely been thrown off by now. But Mu Ying sat firmly in the saddle, as if something inside her had been ignited. The wind brushed against her cheeks, and her body moved in sync with the horse's leaps.
There was a stirring within her, a long-lost excitement and joy that made her unable to suppress a laugh.
"Wow!" Huo Hongying exclaimed in awe. "Mu Ying's riding skills are so incredible! With Po Jun running wild like that, I've never seen anyone but my brother able to keep it up."
"You're so eager to find yourself a sister-in-law?"
"Ah!" Huo Hongying was startled and quickly glanced around, clearing her throat. "I… I wasn't that obvious, was I?"
"Not really that obvious! You might as well have written 'I'm here to help matchmake for my brother' on your face!"
Huo Hongying awkwardly shifted.
