Leng Yu Yan looked puzzled. "Is it really about opening up and continuing as friends?"
"Indeed," Ji Qingyu smiled gently, like a touch of warmth in an autumn day.
Seeing that she was not persuaded, he hastily added, "We'll be the kind of close friends who share drinks and endless conversations!"
Observing his sincere expression, Leng Yu Yan thought for a moment and remembered how at the beginning of the year, when she had just returned to the capital, he had helped her obtain the topographical map from the Ministry of War, and her heart softened.
Drinking a glass or two won't lead to intoxication, clearer discussions would bring more friends rather than foes.
She then gave a faint smile and nodded. "That sounds good."
Ji Qingyu put the two bottles of wine back into the saddlebag and said with a smile, "Shall we then ride slowly on our way?"
"Alright," Leng Yu Yan mounted her horse.
Ji Qingyu also got on his horse and the two rode side by side at a leisurely pace.
