C888 Why Was It Her?

Feng Qingchen looked at Little White, utterly confused, and wondered to herself, aren't spirit beasts supposed to be immune to all poisons and never get tired? How could riding in a carriage hurt its back?

Just as she was about to speak, Qingwu chimed in, "Since those two don't want to go, I'll accompany you, Miss."

Seeing the anticipation in Qingwu's eyes