C1166 Fake Is Always Fake

The noise outside the carriage gradually quieted down, as if someone had come out of Jinling City.

Nian Qingci could vaguely hear the sounds of birds outside.

From time to time, a breeze would blow from the window onto Nian Qingci's face.

Not long later.

The carriage slowly came to a stop.

The curtain in front was lifted