Looking at the sun above his head for a long time made him dizzy. Meng Tang knelt quietly.

"Xu Beihou, please come this way." The eunuch led the way diligently with a high-pitched voice.

The wind was a little bit bit bit bit bit, lifting up the fluttering clothes, revealing a deep and handsome profile.

His body and bones reveal a certain sense of romance, he is wanton and dignified, just like the noble young man in Lin'an City wearing bright clothes and angry horses.

I happened to pass by the figure kneeling on the palace road, and I didn't even look at him from the corner of my eye.

The little eunuch apologized and smiled: "That seems to be the maid who followed Miss Lin into the palace today."

Xie Xun didn't even respond, his expression was cold.

When the eunuch saw that he was not interested, he shut up.

Meng Tang'an was still kneeling there, her sleeves slightly raised, and she raised her hands to cover the sun. Her rose-like lips evoked a smile, soft and elegant.

Liang Jian walked through the gravel road with fallen leaves flying to greet his mother.

The autumn wind was chilly, and the birds were chirping and causing trouble for no reason. When I looked up, I suddenly saw two figures walking slowly.
Chapter completed!