Chapter Ninety-Seven



This meant he didn't want to care about the horse anymore. After thinking for a moment, a golden light flashed from his sleeve. "Then let's give that horse some good fortune."

The Wind and Thunder Cavalry didn't need to slow down to wait for her; they naturally went at full speed. Shu Yun was jostled so badly that she reached out and grabbed the reins to try to steady herself.

After noticing her movement, Xie Fu pulled her hand away, freeing one hand to hold her in his arms and help her maintain her balance.

She felt the warmth of Xie Fu's chest from behind, and his arm wrapped around her waist, which made her sit up much more steadily.

Shu Yun glanced down at Xie Fu's long, slender hand with distinct knuckles, which was wrapped around her waist. His fingers were the same pale white as his skin, and his knuckles were even.

She remembered that she had once praised Jiang Yan's hands. Xie Fu was, after all, Jiang Yan's reincarnation, and his hands were just as beautiful as Jiang Yan's.

She placed her hand on the back of Xie Fu's hand, pretending not to notice the momentary stiffness in Xie Fu's body, and quietly tightened her grip on his fingers.

This time, the Wind and Thunder Cavalry did not stop frequently along the way, but instead traveled the entire distance.

Xie Fu thought this delicate hothouse flower would cause trouble again, so he took her without saying a word, unusually quiet.

If it weren't for the occasional movement of her hand while holding his, he would have thought she had fainted again.

A long wind whipped up Shu Yun's jet-black hair and white dress, making them dance in the air. Shu Yun's expression was one of rare tranquility and weariness since she came to the human world. She leaned comfortably against Xie Fu's chest, temporarily putting aside the barriers and suspicions between them, as if Jiang Yan had not forgotten her and the two were still getting along harmoniously as before.

Shu Yun's white dress occasionally brushed against Xie Fu's black Hu-style clothing. The two extreme colors, black and white, looked extremely harmonious at this moment.

Shu Yun's black hair occasionally brushed against Xie Fu's neck, causing a slight itch, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

A faint fragrance of camellias floated in the air, invisibly enveloping the two of them.

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