As the words left his mouth, Han Zhan himself found them somewhat strange.
They were husband and wife, what right did he have to ask such a question?
Chu Qianli took a breath.
Glancing at the mountain forest ahead, those men in black had indeed vanished without a trace.
Even if they pursued, they might not catch up.
She wondered what kind of training these assassins underwent.
Their stamina and even their will seemed to be controlled by someone.
They feared no hardship, no fatigue. Was it possible they truly feared no death, like in the television shows?
She dismounted her horse.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed.
Han Zhan immediately dismounted and, as her body swayed, quickly steadied her.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine," Chu Qianli shook her head, pushed him away, and steadied herself against the horse as she walked to the side.
She had been on horseback for too long, and now her legs were both sore and numb, feeling like they didn't belong to her.
"The place they were heading to, judging by this, must be Duanhun Valley without a doubt."
She sat down on the ground and stretched her limbs.
This action was rather ungraceful.
In the past, Han Zhan would have found it extremely distasteful.
But seeing her pale face, yet forcing herself to maintain her spirits and analyze the situation with him,
that feeling of distaste inexplicably lessened.
He hadn't expected that this pampered Seventh Miss, who had been raised in luxury, would actually ride with him, chasing for two days and one night!
This was not an ordeal that an ordinary official's daughter could endure!
Chu Qianli didn't have as many thoughts as he did.
After sitting down, she unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank it down in large gulps.
Han Zhan watched, dumbfounded, where had this strange water pouch come from?
"Don't ask anything, just eat something. I guess the Prince's army is not far ahead, we'll rest for a bit and then head over."
She tossed him a bottle of mineral water and a packet of something.
Han Zhan caught them, still looking suspicious. "What is this?"
"Bread, you can eat it right out of the package, and this water, just twist it open to drink... Don't talk to me, I'm so tired."
After she had eaten and drunk her fill, she lay down on the ground and closed her eyes to rest.
Beside her, there was a strange object.
Han Zhan withdrew his gaze and looked at the so-called bread in his hand.
He had never seen anything like it.
The name was also unheard of.
And where exactly had she gotten it from? He hadn't seen it before...
Finally, Han Zhan tore open the bread's packaging and took a bite.
His taste buds were inexplicably stimulated!
He finished it in one go and then, imitating her, twisted open the mineral water.
However, it was a pity that it wasn't as sweet and clear as the water from the stream.
Chu Qianli only slept for half an hour.
Half an hour later, the alarm clock beside her rang.
The sound almost scared Han Zhan to death.
Seeing Chu Qianli wake up, she casually pressed the device, and the sound immediately disappeared.
Han Zhan could no longer hold back, "How many more things do you have that I haven't seen?"
Where did all these strange items come from?
Chu Qianli glanced at him, got up, and said expressionlessly, "What does it have to do with you?"
Han Zhan felt that his temper had worsened over the past two days.
He was very angry.
He was almost driven mad by her nonchalant attitude!
But Chu Qianli ignored him and leaped onto her horse.
"You don't look right, perhaps..."
"Based on my estimation, the Prince's Xuanwu Army is likely just ahead."
Chu Qianli looked back at him with a look of determination that stunned Han Zhan, and also a sense of military composure:
"Less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn!"