812 Women

The Second Consort breathed in a mouthful of the late autumn's cool air and closed her eyes to enjoy it, as if it were washing away all the dirt from her body. Meanwhile, she was still sitting firmly on her horse, unaffected by the bumpy road.

She liked riding.

"The Flame Foal is really a good horse. The former King Rizhu did have sharp eyes. If I were you, I would not lend it to anyone, not even Duodun."

The Second Consort had raised this topic several times and each time Shangguan Ru would shrug and give the same answer. "We actually need to move slowly. There won't be many area where the Flame Foal can gallop, so it's better to lend it to someone who really needs it."