Sending a horse to the Du Mansion?
Upon hearing this, Du Yunluo paused, looked at Mu Lianxiao who was walking ahead, and then at the docile horse he was holding.
When he noticed Du Yunluo stop, Mu Lianxiao turned back around.
Their eyes met, and Mu Lianxiao's gaze was deep and unreadable. He raised a hand to pat the horse on its back, speaking in a measured tone, "After all, it's a horse from the palace."
Du Yunluo understood.
She had been practicing riding with this horse for the past few days, and when going to the hunting ground, she was to take it along.
However, while palace horses appeared reliable, they could be quite unpredictable.
Du Yunluo was not skilled in riding, and if Princess Yunhua did something, should an incident occur, regrets would be pointless.
Horses reared by one's own family brought some assurance in such matters.
