C70 Own intentions

After a few days of driving, the weather was already warmer than when they were in Beijing Mausoleum City.

At this time, Zhuo Qingyan who was sitting in the carriage quietly reading a book lightly pulled at Chu Yi Chen's sleeve: "My lord, it doesn't seem that cold outside. Why don't you bring me along on a horse? Sitting in this car makes my back ache."

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