Apart from the appointment at midnight every night, Lin Guo seldom saw Zhao Chong anywhere other than Qingyan Palace these days. Considering that he was a regent who was not just a figurehead but also did real work, Lin Guo said that he could fully understand how busy the man had been recently.
If the other party was so busy that he didn't have time to visit him at night, Lin Guo might be happier.
The royal autumn hunt was about to begin. Lin Guo rode out of the palace on a dragon sedan chair, and then became troubled by the tall and docile white horse in front of him.
He had learned some skills related to horse riding, but Zhao Chong had been tossing him around for half the night without restraint, so Lin Guo didn't want to walk any further.
"Your Majesty...?" The Six Arts of a Gentleman are compulsory lessons for every prince. Guessing vaguely the reason for the young man's hesitation, Xishun stepped forward and wanted the other party to mount the horse with his help.
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