On the seventh day after the Zhao family received the imperial edict, Young Master Zhao arrived in the Capital.
Riding his newly chosen pony, he stood at the city gate, gazing at the towering gates, feeling as if his chest was filled with a magnificent energy.
Is this the Capital City?
These gates are so tall and imposing.
After entering the city, seeing the bustling streets and the passersby, Young Master Zhao's eyes couldn't take it all in.
After several days of riding, his backside was a bit sore.
Young Master Zhao dismounted, leading the horse forward.
The servant followed closely behind, not daring to stray far.
Young Master Zhao bought things from the city gate all the way to the bustling streets, piling the purchases high on the horse's back.
Then—
He unexpectedly crossed paths with Young Master Su, the Ninth Prince, and Young Master Shen on the bustling streets.
Everyone had a heap of items on their horse's back.
