For the sake of a fleeting glance back then, Jiang Qingwan concealed her identity and married into the general's mansion, expending half of her cultivation to help the Qin family change their f...
Jiang Qingwan wrapped the Bagua mirror in a handkerchief and put it into her purse.
I took just one step forward when a sharp pain shot through my ankle.
The next moment, he was picked up and carried horizontally.
Mo Yunhan's jaw was clenched, and his tone was not good.
“If I were to send someone, I would use Ye Qi, not just any servant. Do you even have a brain? You dare to ride in anyone’s carriage.”
Jiang Qingwan didn't struggle, but nestled obediently in his arms and spoke leisurely.
"I was careless today, but thankfully it was a close call."
The black carriage that had previously tied her up had been driven away by Ye Qi.
Jiang Qingwan was lifted onto the horse by Mo Yunhan.
"I'll take you to Dr. Zhong's Huichun Hall."
As he spoke, he mounted his horse, his warm chest pressed against Jiang Qingwan's, and his hands reached out from behind to grasp the reins, almost completely encircling her in his arms.
Such an intimate posture made Jiang Qingwan slightly uncomfortable.
She tried to move forward, but a large hand pressed down on her waist.
"Don't move. The falcon doesn't like strangers. If you move again and it throws you off, I won't be responsible."
The falcon was the black steed beneath him.
It was a wild horse that Mo Yunhan had personally tamed when he was on the border.
It has impeccable bloodline and has chosen a master.
No one is allowed to ride except Mo Yunhan.
Having caught a whiff of other people's scent, it was now flaring its nostrils and panting heavily.
Clearly, Mo Yunhan was not exaggerating.
Jiang Qingwan was helpless. She knew a little about bone-setting techniques, but she didn't feel comfortable doing it herself and was afraid of causing further injury.
She simply accepted the situation, pulled the hood of the cloak over her head, covered half of her face, and snuggled closer to the man's embrace.
Let's go.
The woman's soft, fragrant body completely relaxes and becomes dependent on her.
Mo Yunhan's heart skipped a beat, and he involuntarily tightened his arms, clamped his long legs together, and the falcon galloped away.