Long Ziyue didn't directly answer Chu Qianli's question.
Before moving on, she looked towards the sky and said softly, "In any case, I hold no ill will toward you. Perhaps, we even have a common enemy, even... common goals."
If the betrothed Prince is a good prince who is loyal and patriotic, then their goals are the same.
But such matters can't be clarified in just a few words.
After a moment, Long Ziyue looked at her grave profile and said solemnly, "I trust you. Once this matter is over, I will take you back to see my mother."
She might not be able to get the assistance of Prince Xuan.
For some reason she herself did not understand, at this moment, she was more inclined to trust Chu Qianli.
It was as if there was an inexplicable connection that made her trust this young girl she hadn't known for long.
"Let's go, let's finish tonight's competition first."
Chu Qianli gave the reins a tug and steadily moved forward, "Go!"