"What are you looking at?"
Tang Yueshan tugged at Gu Jiao's sleeve, gesturing to the gap in front of the horse, "It's time to move forward."
A long stretch had already cleared ahead, and the people lining up behind were getting impatient.
Even though entering the city wasn't their choice, they couldn't earn more silver by going in later, so they might as well finish early and go home to rest.
Gu Jiao said, "Nothing, just looking around."
The Black Wind King took a few steps forward.
At this moment, that carriage successfully passed through the checkpoint at the city gate.
The reason it was so smooth was because Gu Jiao noticed that the guards at the gate seemed to already know the carriage's owner and let him in without any inspection.
Someone who looks so much like my husband—there's only one in the world.
But wasn't he sent by Shangguan Yun to a safe manor to take refuge? She had given the guards strict orders to prevent him from sneaking out.
