C390 Chapter 390

The moon hung bright in a sparse, starry sky, its silvery light washing over the earth. Moonbeams fell across the North Duke and Chu Jiuge, veiling them both in a soft, dreamlike haze...

The stallion carried them down the empty street at full speed, as if they were riding along some ancient road—noble and mysterious, graceful and captivating.

The sight of the two of them sharing one horse