As the grass grew long and the orioles flew, bathed in warm, gentle sunlight, Zhang Qiling and Qingyue walked side by side through a mountain forest rich with the fragrance of herbs. The overhead branches and leaves could not entirely block the sun, and fragmented rays of light splashed everywhere across the forest and underfoot.
He glanced sideways at Qingyue and, seeing her turn her head to look back as if sensing something, the corners of his mouth curved up slightly. "Tired? I'll carry you."
Hearing this, Qingyue could not keep the smile from her lips. She slipped her hand into his large palm and turned her head to continue walking forward.
Chapter 957