It was calm inside the carriage.
Ouyang Feilong was silent.
She was also silent.
The current situation resembled the time Ouyang Mingxian had accompanied her home on the first day she came to this world. The difference was that the man in front of her right now was not Ouyang Mingxian but Ouyang Feilong. And though everything was quiet, it was not awkward like that time.
Also, today her heart was beating so fast that she could hear it loud in her ears. Bai Yu sat, holding her hands tightly, with her heated face low and not turning to look anywhere else. In her head was the question from the Emperor that was cut off by Ouyang Feilong before she could answer anything.
Moments after Ouyang Hongxian’s question, her wrist was held to pull her up from the seat. She was tugged away from the garden gazebo by Ouyang Feilong before she could even bid farewell to the Emperor.