Qian Renxue's Journey, Bibi Dong

Dai Chengfeng stood where he was, watching Ning Rongrong's fleeing figure in panic, and let out a low laugh.

He stood in the courtyard a while longer. Only when night had fully fallen and the stars lit up one after another did he turn and return to his room.

At the same time, on the official road from Heaven Dou City to Spirit City, an ornately decorated carriage was moving steadily through the night.

The inside of the carriage was spacious and comfortable, lined with thick velvet rugs, and a Candlestick was fixed to the table. The candleflame swayed gently inside its glass lampshade.

Qian Renxue leaned against the soft cushions, holding a scroll in her hand, but her gaze rested on the night scenery constantly retreating outside the window. She was clearly somewhat distracted.

She wore a simple white long dress, her golden long hair loosely pinned up, a few strands of loose hair hanging by her neck and glowing softly in the candlelight.

With the disguise of the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou Empire shed, she seemed a little less imposing now, and a little more soft in the way a girl should be.

"Young Mistress, we'll arrive at Spirit City in three days," a maid's respectful voice came from outside the carriage.

"I know."

Qian Renxue responded, her gaze still fixed outside the window.

Three days.

At the thought of that length of time, her heartbeat quickened a little beyond her control.

She would be back in Spirit City soon. Soon, she would be able to... see him.

Dai Chengfeng's figure appeared in her mind—the youth who always wore an indifferent smile, those eyes that seemed able to see through everything, and the occasional depth he revealed that did not match his age.

Qian Renxue's cheeks warmed