The street vendors are shouting, and the people coming and going are crowded; all the buildings on the street have been restored, and the faces of the people are beaming with brilliant smiles.
This is a country.
A place where the people can live and work in peace and contentment.
An Youyou suddenly feels that An Ji still has a touch of greatness.
"Master, we've arrived."
The Imperial Guard disguised as a coachman got off the carriage first, respectfully lifted the curtain and invited them to step down.
An Youyou didn't reach out to support the coachman.
She directly jumped off the carriage, quite excited.
"Be careful..." An Ji couldn't help but call out to her after seeing her somewhat dangerous actions.
An Youyou turned back and smiled at An Ji.
An Ji's heart felt inexplicably warm.
With the help of the guard, he got off the carriage and then quickly followed An Youyou, who was happily skipping ahead.
An Ji couldn't help but smile.
Already 15, yet still like a child.
