If she learned to ride, she would no longer need a carriage whenever she went out, and her travel time would be cut by at least half.
Song Yaoyao told Maternal Grandfather Ning what she had in mind. After thinking it over, he agreed.
Maternal Grandfather Ning and the others were busy preparing to attack the next city. Ning Chaorui and Ning Chaoyun did not have to go to the battlefield with them, so they had time now-the perfect opportunity to teach Song Yaoyao how to ride.
Song Yaoyao was a woman of action. Once she decided, she got straight to work.
To ride a horse, she first needed riding clothes. Since nothing fit her, she could only have them custom-made.
With enough silver on the table, the clothes arrived the following afternoon.
Early the next morning, after breakfast, Song Yaoyao and the others set off for their destination: the countryside outside the city.
Once they arrived, Ning Chaorui took a horse from one of the guards. Its coat was snowy white, its mane especially glossy, and its powerful build made it look imposing.
Just then, Guagua's voice rang out:
[Host, you have the white horse. Now all you're missing is the prince!]
Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes, speechless:
[Guagua, you certainly have an imagination. The man riding a white horse isn't necessarily a prince. He could be Tang Sanzang!]
Guagua: [Host, do you even know how to hold a conversation? You killed it with one sentence!]
Song Yaoyao: [I'm just stating the facts!]
Song Yaoyao's retort left Guagua sulking in silence!
Song Yaoyao took a particular liking to the white horse before her and told Ning Chaorui:
"Cousin, this white horse is beautiful! I really like him."
"As long as you like him. This horse is yours from now