She brushed off the tiny hairs sticking to his clothes, then gently adjusted his fake beard, "Handsome, very stylish."
Ye Yiheng couldn't see his own face at the moment, but since she said it looked good, he decided to trust her.
The smile on her face at this moment, with the corners of her lips turned up, was truly beautiful, irresistibly enchanting...
Unwarrantedly stirring the heart!
Ye Yiheng regained his composure and, flicking the whip, set the horse carriage in motion again.
Four hours later, they left the mountain region as the sky turned completely dark.
Since they took a narrow trail, they were accompanied only by the scattered lights of farmers' homes along the way.
These farmers' houses were small, with almost no courtyards. It was unlikely that they had spare rooms to lend out, and both Ye Yiheng and Leng Yu Yan tacitly agreed not to disturb them.
The sky had turned very dark, and Ye Yiheng took out a flint and lit the lantern hanging under the carriage's canopy.
