The girl's height only reached Mu Qingge's chest. Mu Qingge gently rubbed her cute hair bun, her smile carrying a touch of gentleness.
Qin Yilian's soul was pure and beautiful, untainted by the Royal Family, which was a rare and precious trait.
At this moment, a pale but delicate hand reached out from the carriage, covered with a goose-yellow wide sleeve.
Then, the curtain was lifted, and a tall but slender figure stepped down.
"It's really Prince Xian!" Shao Fatty said dumbfoundedly, then remembered to salute.
"No need for formalities." Qin Jinchen said lightly. After speaking, he looked at Mu Qingge, his eyes black and white yet extraordinarily calm, still without a ripple: "Today, I am accompanying Lianlian."
It seemed he was explaining to Mu Qingge why he appeared here.
Mu Qingge nodded slightly, without saying much.
