For the entire morning, Ren Baqian told a story to the empress. It was a good way for the empress to pass her time while travelling to her destination.
And Ren Baqian did not need to suffer. At least he did not need to eat dirt for the entire morning and become a dirt-covered refugee.
Even if he was to ride the mountain-gazing bird all the way, it would still be an arduous journey for him.
When it was about noon, everyone arrived at the destination. It was a plain at the foot of a mountain. Beside the plain, there was a meandering brook. It was a good place to set up camp.
The moment they arrived, the five hundred horsemen scattered and scouted the area. The guards that stayed behind were for ornamental purposes. Given the empress's strength, she did not need be scared of any danger.
By the time Ren Baqian got out from the royal carriage, the rest of the people had run to the brook to wash up.
