"You agreed?"
Li Nuo looked at his wife, aghast.
On the day of the ceremony, either riding in a carriage or on horseback for a city tour was a privilege exclusive to the wife of the top scholar.
Just imagine, with exquisite makeup and wearing magnificent attire, riding on horseback or sitting in a carriage, parading around Chang'an Street, with bystanders packed along the roadsides, women from humble families and daughters of prominent officials alike casting envious and jealous glances.
Such an opportunity comes only once in a lifetime.
Even Li Anning, being a princess, couldn't enjoy such treatment.
Yet she was willing to share half of it with Yiren.
These two sisters, one dared to ask, the other dared to agree.
Song Jiaren nodded and said, "Anyway, they won't be able to tell, if she wants to sit for a while, just let her. Grandmother said I should give in to her a little."
Li Nuo's lips moved, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.