"Your Highness! I really do have a token for my orders!" When Wu Nuomei was rummaging about her clothes, she heard the sound of wind blowing past her ears.
Shadow had kicked her up onto the wall again without warning!
Her face flushed red from anger, and she beat the wall while shouting, "Don't kick me if you have the guts!"
Duan Yue's carriage arrived at the Fengyuan Gate after half an hour.
By this time, the carriages parked there had already formed a long line.
The emperor was not only bringing his favored consorts on this winter hunt. The talented sons and daughters of aristocrats, court officials, and patrician families were also coming along.
The Minister of the Left, Wu Yong, was searching for his troublemaking daughter among the crowd.
When he saw that His Highness the Chen Prince's carriage had arrived, he hastily dismounted his horse to greet him.
