The cool breeze arrives with promise, and the autumn moon is boundless.
In truth, from the moment Jia Lingyun sat behind her on the warhorse, Cao Rumeng had known exactly who the man behind her was. It was only the sheer disbelief in her heart that had made her blurt out the word "Who?"
Now, hearing that familiar voice—no longer the murmur of intimacy, but a stern, harsh reprimand—Cao Rumeng’s eyes turned red. She looked aggrieved, her voice thick with suppressed sobs.
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