C266 The Seventh Prince Wei Zixian

Time marches on, unyielding and endless. In the blink of an eye, it was already the third day for Zimo to fulfill his promise to Mrs. Zhou.

At the city gates, an unassuming carriage slowly rolled into the capital, its wheels turning steadily, while the bells hanging from its corners jingled occasionally. Inside the carriage, the young boy appeared very tense