C132 Is it still a mess

Inside the other carriage, Qu Li and Jing Jue sat on either side, not saying a word.

The stove at his feet was burning hot, and Jing Jue felt that his cold limbs were gradually beginning to feel better.

"Why are you running?"

Qu Li suddenly opened his mouth and his eyes swept over like a sharp knife.

Normally, Jing Jue would not be afraid of him. He was only the son of a general