The Emperor Ta turned around and saw Song Qiutong, who was dressed beautifully, walking towards him with a group of servants.

His hand, which had reached out to lift the curtain, stopped. He calmly straightened the bamboo curtain and then asked, "What's wrong?"

"I have nothing to do, so I'm walking around to help with digestion." Song Qiutong curtsied and looked at the carriage, "Is Mo Ran going out?"

"To Wuchang Town to visit the night market."

She smiled brightly, her expression respectful but not lacking intimacy, "It's such a short journey and you're still taking a carriage.

You're not alone, right? "