Pei Hengyu spurred his horse forward. The wild path was deserted, and he rode with urgency.
Yuwen Junan held him tight. The narrow waist under his arm rubbed against him with every jolt of the horse, stirring his restless desires. By the time Pei Hengyu pulled the reins to a halt, Yuwen Junan’s heart was already burning.
Pei Hengyu leaped from the horse. Ahead lay a courtyard, its gates thrown wide. The snow in front had been cleared, revealing slate tiles of a smoky blue.
Chapter 69