The late-spring breeze carrying the scent of pear blossoms swept across the imperial highway. Jiang Wan lifted the corner of the carriage curtain and gazed at the hazy blue-green mountains in the distance. Today was the prayer day at Cien Temple, and she had brought Lüluo out of the city. With the sun now leaning westward, the carriage had stopped by a peach orchard in the suburbs for a short rest while her maid retrieved rose and poria cakes from the food box.
"My lady, try this. The frost sugar freshly made at the temple is exceptionally sweet," Lüluo said, placing the pastries on a lacquered tray, the hem of her skirt dusted with a few fallen peach petals.
Just as Jiang Wan took the pastry, she suddenly heard the rapid sound of approaching hoofbeats. Looking up, she saw a young man in azure robes galloping toward them on a dark steed, the silver ornaments on his saddle gleaming brightly in the sunlight. The horse suddenly let out a long neigh, its front hooves rearing high as it charged straight in her direction!
Chapter 90