This trip to Jinling was still three days away, and time was very short, so everyone was on the move.
Of course, even if the horse did not stop running, for those who sat in luxury carriages, were padded with thick soft supports and can lie down and sleep when tired, they did not feel hard. What was really hard was that those who rode horses all the way would have their noses flushed with cold and their buttocks would soon break into eight flaps.
Helian Jing every time he saw someone grinning, touching his ass and climbing upstairs with eight characters, he was preparing to eat to comfort his battered body and mind, but he was mercilessly driven to a small square table in the corner by someone, eating green vegetables and tofu alone, and his sad little eyes made Helian Jing shiver.
He thought, compared with this, it was more cost-effective to give up one year's profits, and it was better to suffer pain for a while than to suffer piecemeal.
