After giving his address, Dou Shiliu hung up the phone.

"What about the second and fourth?"

Erling said from the side, "Miss, you've asked him to accompany Old Master Mu."

"Oh, where's Seventeen?"

"Seventeen is currently learning to cook."

Okay, none of you are available.

"Then go and bring the horse out; I'm going out."

At midnight, I went out to prepare the horses.

After choosing a clean and neat outfit for himself in the room, Dou Shiliu went out feeling refreshed.

In the courtyard, another figure could be seen perched in the tree.

His eyes narrowed slightly: "You've been quite free lately?"

Mo Ling didn't move, merely glancing at her indifferently without saying a word.

"..."

This guy's probably gone mad.

Dou Shiliu didn't bother with her anymore. Wencheng was peaceful now, so there was no need to worry about Youwen's safety. Therefore, Mo Ling could slack off if she wanted.

The imperial horse arrived at the place Jiang Shaoyi had mentioned.

It has to be said, it's too far.

She couldn't feel her buttocks anymore.

"You Ran is amazing..."

Jiang Shaoyi's eyes showed a hint of shock. He thought she was coming by carriage, but she came on horseback. He secretly observed her expression.

Nothing changed, it was as if my buttocks didn't hurt anymore.

Dou Shiliu dismounted in a particularly dashing manner.

He asked Jiang Shaoyi casually, "Where's the boat?"

Jiang Shaoyi quickly took her there.

Only the white ball knew that its host had long since lost his composure, if it weren't for Jiang Shaoyi being there.

It's hilarious!

Dou Shiliu felt a slight relief in his buttocks, and his expression relaxed a little.

She decided that no one in the world would ever ride a horse again.

She's never going to pretend again; her butt is burning with pain right now.

She couldn't show it yet, otherwise Jiang Shaoyi would laugh at her.