In a Horse Carriage

Upon hearing these words, the female Talisman Master bowed her head and looked at the white dress on her lap. It seemed that the lace was very beautiful. But in fact, there was nothing on that plain white dress.

The horse carriage was still moving and the wind on the Wilderness lifted the carriage curtains away. Morning sunshine sprinkled in and reflected on the black and white interior decorations inside of the carriage, falling on her black hair and white face so as to be separated into several rays of light. A calm and certain voice was uttered slowly from her lips. "I think I already have someone that I like."

The morning sunshine also fell on Ning Que's body. He did not expect that his habitual way of speaking would make her misunderstand him. He had an embarrassed smile, which looked very mild in the morning light. "I like a lot of people. I often use 'like' to express my goodwill. I hope it didn't make you feel too brusque."