Chen Rong finally broke from her trance. She hurriedly took his hand.
He pulled her up and deposited her onto the saddle.
He stretched his right hand around her waist, kicked the horse’s girth, and dashed forward.
In the midst of clopping hooves, the chorus made by his hard armor and her fluttering dress as well as the heavy breathing of the man behind her all occupied Chen Rong’s ears.
All of a sudden, she burst into tears.
The flood gate broke too frantically and too fast. Chen Rong wanted to wipe her tears as soon as she understood what was happening but they came out even more violently.
All she could do was hide behind her sleeves and cry.
Her sobs minglef with the clopping hooves and whistling wind, unceasingly it seemed…
“Enough!” Ran Min impatiently snapped. He suceeded in startling Chen Rong who quickly stopped.