Inner City.
On the silent streets.
Jiang Ning sat inside a carriage crafted from sandalwood, leafing through a book.
Luyi knelt on the carpet to one side and lit the musk in the incense burner.
At the same time, she stirred the charcoal fire, making it burn a little brighter.
For a moment, warmth filled the carriage, and a faint fragrance drifted through the air.
Outside the carriage, everything was silent as well.
A harsh winter rarely seen in a hundred years made every resident in the city unwilling to go out, all of them huddling at home and waiting for winter to end.
After a little less than half an hour.
Hiss, hiss—
Clop, clop—
The sound of horses snorting came from outside the carriage, along with the sound of horseshoes striking the ground.
"It worked!" Jiang Ning sensed the information coming through the subordinate imprint, and joy instantly rose in his heart.
Then he put down the book in his hand, stood, and lifted the carriage curtain.
Seeing this, Luyi hurriedly rose, putting on the shoes she had taken off on the separate red carpet at the carriage entrance.
Although Jiang Ning had always entered the carriage with his shoes on, casually stepping on the carpet however he liked.
She did not dare do the same.
She knew that although Jiang Ning treated her very well, perhaps he did not care about this matter either.
But she had her own rules in her heart, and she also knew their statuses were different.
After putting on her shoes, she hurriedly followed Jiang Ning's footsteps out of the carriage.
Lifting the carriage curtain, she saw Jiang Ning scratching the faces of the two White Snow Crimson Flame Steeds with both hands, and saw the two White Snow Crimson Flame Steeds