Chapter 77. Trash

 The horse pulling the carriage was a tall, black horse. Its fur was even brighter than the date red horse. It had strong hooves and could run without a problem. Its eyes were bright and alert when it saw Su Qing; it snorted, afraid she would miss it and stepped forward to get Su Qing's attention.

 Su Qing walked over and touched the horse's head. Choosing a horse depended on fate, and this horse was destined to be with her. It seemed very happy to be handled by her and rubbed its head against her palm.

 Su Qing then looked at the carriage. This carriage was not bad either. It was not smaller than the previous carriage. When she lifted the curtain, she saw that the decorations were even better than the last carriage.