The gaze was distant, the body relaxed, with a faint, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of the lips.
Tang Xiaobai couldn't quite remember if her brother usually rode a horse like this, because she hadn't paid much attention before.
But today, it seemed as if he was in a daze.
"Brother!" Tang Xiaobai couldn't help calling out to him.
"Hmm?" Tang Ziqian turned his head, his expression revealing nothing unusual.
"What are you thinking about?"
He chuckled, "Nothing."
Nothing always suggests there's something!
But after pondering for a long time, Tang Xiaobai didn't know how to probe for information.
The carriage quickly drove into the outer gate of the Duke Yan Mansion.
Tang Ziqian had just dismounted when he saw the Crown Prince deftly park the carriage, jump to the ground, and turn to assist his little sister.
The movements were smooth, effortless, leaving no room for anyone else.
Why did it seem so strange? Tang Ziqian raised his eyebrows slightly.
