C50 Chen Yiyi

The sounds of horse hooves could be heard. Wenwanqing looked over and saw that it was the Xuanjue's team.

Xuanjue rode on a black horse and galloped at the front of the group. In total, there were dozens of them, and they quickly passed by.

Inadvertently turning back, Xuanjue saw Wenwanqing peeking his head out from the carriage window, so he smiled at her, then looked ahead, and quickly left