No one will come

Nianzu rode the horse gradually as it was Chuntao's first time riding a horse. His hand was firmly yet gently wrapped around Chuntao. She was terrified in the beginning, but gradually the fear subsided. The drizzle had stopped too, so it was not difficult to ride the horse. 

She could feel the chest of Nianzu pressing against her back. "Chun, are you comfortable?" Nianzu asked her.

"Yes," she replied. "Then I will speed up. We need to reach Luoyang before the rain pours. Else we have to take shelter outside," Nianzu asserted. Chuntao hummed and nodded her head. Nianzu pulled the reins a little, and the horse started running. Chuntao's heart was thumping strangely. This feeling was nice for her.