C558 He Hui Jing

The next day, when I woke up, I was already in the carriage. Bai Jing was sitting beside me with a book in his hand, looking at it. Beside him was an incense burner.

"Where are we?" I yawned and got up, and the blanket fell back on my lap. The carriage was not small, but it took up most of my space because I was asleep, and Bai Jing was half lying beside me, reading a book