The next day, after Little Jiajia bade farewell to the people who had come to send her off, she got into the carriage back and left for the Xuanyuan Kingdom.
The carriage traveled out of the city. When it reached the official road, it sped up.
"Princess, sleep a little longer," Mo Yuan suggested.
Madam Li had helped prepare this carriage. The seats inside were much wider than ordinary carriages, and there was a thick blanket draped over it. It was quake-proof and warm, so one could lie down and sleep.
"I'm not sleepy now." Little Jiajia blinked. "Sister Mo Yuan, show me the pottery figurine again."
Mo Yuan was helpless. She took out a brocade box wrapped in cotton from the compartment under her seat. When she opened the brocade box, there were more layers made of cotton. Layer after layer, she tore open three layers of it before revealing a pottery figurine that was not much bigger than a palm.
