The high walls of the palace faded behind them, giving way to the vast darkness of the night road.
Qingxue rode astride a strong chestnut horse, following closely behind Jingyao. The moon offered little light, forcing them to rely on the faint glow of the stars.
Qingxue focused on the subtle sway of Jingyao's broad shoulders as he rode ahead. His simple traveller's clothes did nothing to hide the lean, powerful lines of his body. He was dangerously attractive, and completely dedicated to a woman he didn't know was long gone.
"Baozi," Qingxue whispered internally so only he can listen. "Whats his affection score for me? Give me the numbers. I still find it weird that bureau allowed a male lead to time travel after ending of novel. Thank god we are not live now otherwise readers would have gone crazy with confusion about the sudden change."
