The sun sank in the west, and night cloaked the sky.
Before leaving the palace, Xiao Mo first paid a visit to the Imperial Preceptor's Residence.
The carriage had just stopped when a gust of wind swept by. The curtain suddenly lifted at one corner, then slowly fell back into place.
By the time Xiao Mo reacted, Jiang Rou had already climbed into the carriage.
Looking at the woman seated across from him, Xiao Mo couldn't help but stare in surprise.
Jiang Rou was no longer wearing her Myriad Sword Sect disciple's uniform. Instead, she had changed into a plain white dress. Her long hair was tied back in a single tail, falling down her back and ending just above her slender waist.
Though Jiang Rou dressed simply and still wore a veil, she gave off a refined elegance, like a cup of fine tea.
"Why has Your Majesty been staring at me? Do I look strange dressed like this?" Jiang Rou asked with a frown.
Xiao Mo smiled. "Not at all. It's just that I've gotten used to seeing Fairy Jiang in her sword uniform. Now that she's changed into a dress, she's all the more striking."
At Xiao Mo's praise, Jiang Qingyi turned her head away. Her small hand unconsciously tightened around her sword, and a faint blush rose beneath her veil.
"I don't only own a sword uniform. Rather than waste time saying such things, Your Majesty should hurry out of the palace so we can return early."
"Heh, you have a point." Xiao Mo chuckled, thinking that sometimes this Fairy Jiang was like a little girl who couldn't take a compliment.
Xiao Mo knocked on the carriage and said to Wei Xun, "Leave the palace."
"Leaving the palace!"
At Wei Xun's hoarse shout, the carriage headed