"Ah Tao, are you sure?" Eldest Brother Shen looked at the narrow path covered in a thick layer of snow in front of him and narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "I'm afraid this path is not easy to walk!"
Ji Zhao pursed her lips and did not say anything else. She remembered that in her dream, Second Brother was killed on such a narrow path, so they had to take a risk.
"Alright, listen to Ah Tao!" Shen Dashan rubbed his frozen hands and said firmly, "Let's follow this path and find Second Brother!"
The carriage swayed all the way, and the hooves kicked up snowflakes that had already melted into water.
Ji Zhao lifted a corner of the curtain and let the cold wind blow past her face. Only then did she feel completely awake.
It was almost noon. Eldest Brother Shen, who was driving the carriage, was really a little tired.
"Father, Third Sister-in-law, we've been going for more than half a day. Shall we rest first?"