Yu Qinghan stood on a high platform. Through the shadowy groves, she could see the fair on the main street outside the courtyard.
At this time, the market was bustling and lively. It was as if she saw the familiar figure in Huai's pawnshop, whom she hadn't seen in a long time.
She didn't know why.
A sense of resonance arose in Yu Qinghan's heart.
She looked at her exquisite dress.
In an instant, she seemed lost in thought, her mind filled with reminiscences.
Stunned for a moment, she suddenly remembered.
This dress seemed to have been bought for her by him.
After one last look at the blue sky, Yu Qinghan, with her back to Pei Ming and the monks Cang Long and Fu Hu, squinted her eyes and said:
"I regret that I can't obey."
Her distinct aura and cold demeanor intimidated the crowd below the platform.
...
The Raven Sub-Bureau in Jinzhou.
In the courtyard of the mansion, Yin Nanyu came to a spacious ancestral hall.
