When she reached the stables, she found Xiao Yunsheng standing there.
A chestnut steed was nuzzling its head against his shoulder. The man, usually so cold and aloof, wore a rare, bright smile, stroking the horse's mane with an air of pride. Sunlight washed over his tall, straight back, casting a faint glow upon him.
Recalling A-Jing’s words about Xiao Yunsheng’s past, Jiang Yue looked at him and felt as though she were gazing at an immovable mountain. No matter if the sky were to fall, just seeing him there made her feel at ease.
Chapter 32