Wei Cang alighted from the carriage.
It was the evening and the sun had already set, leaving only the vast dark blue color of the night in the sky.
The stars were dotted on it, and the summer wind was neither fast nor slow.
Not far away, Yuan Gu and a few guards were moving some wooden blocks to start a fire.
Gu Nuo'er carried the little black wolf and walked to a wooden rack.
The firelight made the child's pink and delicate face look even more lively and bright.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Gu Nuo'er took a deep breath.
Yuan Gu was amused by Gu Nuo'er's cute appearance.
"Your Highness, wait a little longer. When the roasting is done, I'll give you a big drumstick first!"
"Gugu, you're so good."
Gu Nuo'er really carried the wolf cub and waited obediently at the side.
Wei Cang walked over and looked at this exceptionally harmonious scene in surprise.
It wasn't that there was anything wrong with being harmonious.