Under the peach tree.
Bai Yan sat in the pavilion, holding a book in her hands. Her red dress was spread out like a carpet. Her legs were crossed on the long bench, the corners of her brows raised, and her faint smile was like a flourishing peach flower, beautiful beyond words.
At this moment, a guard rushed in and saw the woman sitting in the pavilion. He quickly walked up and said respectfully, " "Master, someone has come to visit."
Bai Yan closed the book in her hand and calmly looked at the guard who came to report. "Who is it?"
"He said his name is Bai Zhanpeng."
Bai Zhanpeng?
This name was very unfamiliar to Bai Yan and it also made her frown. "let him in first."
"Yes, Master."
The guard accepted the order and left.
Not long after, the two of them followed the guards in.
Bai Yan looked at the thin and weak-looking white-robed man and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. "It's you?"
