Inside the carriage, only the rhythmic sound of the wheels on the ground remained. Donggong Ruoshu was already slumped in the corner, breathing evenly, deeply asleep.
Chen Yi's gaze swept past her sleeping face and landed on Yin Weiyin, who was sitting opposite, meditating with closed eyes. The female crown was sitting upright, her breathing long and steady, seemingly melding with the slight swaying of the carriage.
He extended a finger and gently tapped the back of her hand.
Yin Weiyin suddenly opened her eyes and quietly looked at Chen Yi.
"How long will it take to get from Emei to the Central Pass at our current pace?" Chen Yi asked, his voice not loud enough to wake the sleeping person.
Yin Weiyin's eyes moved slightly as if calculating silently. After a moment, her voice was low and calm: "If there are no significant delays along the way, it could be as fast as fifteen or sixteen days, or as slow as over a month."
