A breeze blew over, skimming the surface of the lake, bringing a chill that brushed against the face.
Qiao An shivered all over, glaring at the handcuffs on her wrist, wishing she could sprinkle Mu Jingxi with cumin and roast him!
The bridge that connected Huxin Pavilion with the shore was heavily guarded.
Mu Shaoxi hugged a guard's leg, eyes brimming with hope, "Let Shaoxi go through~"
"Young master, I really can't."
All attempts at acting cute and coy were in vain.
Mu Shaoxi looked across the lake at Qiao An with tear-filled eyes, "Pretty sister, Shaoxi can't save you!"
Howl...
Little Yinzhang, how can you be so adorable!
I really want to pinch your cheeks!
West Wing.
"Miss Lai, hello."
The servant gestured for Lai Qinghuan to follow, "The third young master is upstairs in the study, please come with me."
"Thank you," Lai Qinghuan nodded slightly, her smile polite and proper, yet elegant.
