When the sound of hoofbeats stopped, everything around fell silent.
The night was like a curtain, stars like lanterns, fine grass swayed, and the Milky Way stretched afar, beautiful and serene.
Tang Xiaobai was in a daze for a moment and glanced around.
They stopped at the foot of the mountain, as if it were the other side of the mountain.
But apart from the mountain and grass, she found nothing else on the other side.
Why was she brought here?
Tang Xiaobai was full of doubts.
The man in black jumped off the horse and stood beside it, looking up at her.
Tang Xiaobai suddenly felt her heart skip a beat.
Below the veil, his posture was tall and handsome.
His forearms, calves, and waist were all tightly bound with cloth, appearing slender yet strong.
He stood there, as straight as a pine or bamboo, possessing a noble bearing, yet his attire was wild.
Two completely opposite temperaments blended in one person, mysterious yet... somewhat familiar?
