Afterward, several carriages that seemed to have rolled straight out of a fairy tale carried them toward the castle at the city center.
The white horses were incomparably magnificent, drawing every eye.
All the out-of-town travelers were filled with curiosity, wondering where these carriages had come from and whether they could pay to experience them, like the other attractions.
Later, however, the locals told them that these carriages belonged exclusively to the royal palace and would only be sent to receive the most honored guests.
As for the innkeeper, he only finally came back to his senses after the carriages had gone far away. Yet his mind was still in a muddle, and he had no idea who those people really were.
Inside the carriage, Zhao Cheng was perfectly composed, while Zhao Xiaoxiang kept looking around and shifting about, brimming with curiosity over everything.
Indeed, she had entered quite a few instances, but Zhao Cheng had not opened them for her so she could experience life. In one instance after another, she was either fighting, running for her life, on her way to fight, or on her way to run.
When had she ever had a chance to experience something like this?!
Besides, she had become a fan of The Queen some time ago, inspired by The Queen's past deeds. Now that she was about to meet her, it felt just like finishing a book and then going to meet its protagonist.
Just thinking about it was thrilling.
"Zhao Cheng, what kind of relationship do you have with The Queen?"
Zhao Xiaoxiang asked.
"Are you acquaintances, friends, or did you use a fruit ability?"
Although Zhao Cheng had had everyone vote earlier, which seemed to prove that the two were not particularly familiar with each other, Zhao Xiaoxiang still could