Xia Lan didn't dare to say anything more. She thought to herself: Who is this Feng Xianxian? She has no speaking status at all. Even the maids despise her. If this is the case, why do they call her Miss? And I don't know what this person is.

What kind of kingdom in which dynasty and generation had such cruel and unequal laws could actually abuse human rights like this?!

Along the way, the river water is clear, the environment is elegant, and the scenic spots and historic sites are dotted here and there.

But how could he be in the mood to care about anything else? His heart felt like it was being bitten by insects, and the image of the man on all fours munching on weeds, as well as his pair of black and hollow eyes, were repeated over and over again in front of his eyes...

After walking for a while, a rough hoarse sound of "Wow wow" brought Xia Lan back to her thoughts.

In front of me, it was as if I had entered the second heaven. A stone gate that reached into the sky stood in front of me. There was a bluestone path on the ground, and there were endless tree shades on both sides. Crows were standing or flying here. [

A crow flew past with a cry of "Wow!" Xia Lan blocked it with her hand. When she came to her senses, the cold and arrogant maid was gone.

The vine-shaped trees curved around and formed a line in the sky, full of unknown flowers, emitting bursts of fragrance. Sunlight filtered through the gaps between the trees, forming dazzling spots on the ground, faint and as if broken.

A place full of vanity.

There is an exquisite gemstone porcelain basin placed on the stone bench, and several crows stand on the edge of the basin to drink water.

A man of about twenty years old sat there, supporting his chin with the back of his hand, his eyes half-cast, his bangs falling down, and a pearl hairband holding up the satin-like black hair on his head. The white clothes were better than the snow, and in the hazy light and shadow, they were better than the falling hair.

Broken vanity.

A crow flapped its wings and landed on his shoulder. He raised his head, his face was cold, and his long eyelashes were gently raised like velvet.
Chapter completed!