Zhong Shimin was gone, and of course, Song Lianhe didn't remain idle.
He had given her a falcon named Chun Hua. It was a plain-looking bird with mottled feathers. Whenever it looked around, it gave off a shifty, sneaky impression.
'Yes, a shifty-eyed falcon...'
But Zhong Shimin had told her not to underestimate the falcon. It could travel five hundred kilometers in a single day!
Song Lianhe had been stunned. What did that even mean? Even a powerful eagle, an expert flier, could manage three hundred and fifty kilometers at most!
Zhong Shimin had said that Chun Hua was a treasure of Sui Bei. He gave the falcon to Song Lianhe so she could write to her friends and family in Ling'an City and ease her homesickness.
Song Lianhe sat in her room, watching the falcon perched on the windowsill. It tilted its head, staring at her. She decided to put it to the test, taking out a piece of paper and writing a few words.
"Since you're supposed to be so amazing, let's put it to the test."
