Jun Wu Xie has no qualms going gallivanting with Jun Qing.
After changing into a fresh set of clean clothes, Jun Qing got back in his wheelchair, with Long Qi pushing him out of the Lin Palace gates, and onto the horse drawn carriage with Jun Wu Xie.
The carriage went around in the Imperial City for a while, Jun Wu Xie had no interest and paid no heed to the hustle and bustle of the city, merchants shouting their wares or the people engaged in conversations. The entire time, her eyes were lowered while she stroked and caressed the cat sitting quietly in her lap.
Looking at Jun Wu Xie, Jun Qing could not help but sigh.
Jun Wu Xie had never been talkative from a young age, but seeing this blossoming girl so withdrawn, still so quiet, does make one worry.
After some time, the carriage finally stopped. Long Qi helped Jun Qing down from the carriage, and Jun Wu Xie followed suit.
