The young Muru Qingfeng and the slender girl stood on the eaves of the house.
Hidden within the girl's beautiful features was an unmistakable, faint sorrow and sense of loss.
Shen Chen didn't understand and thought to himself, why is she feeling lost? Could it be that she's hiding something from me?
No more fireworks blossomed in the sky, and the dark sky returned to a somber gloom.
Looking down from the high pavilion corner, there were fewer people moving on the ground.
The two remained silent, a pervasive silence spreading between them~
In the end, it was Ye Zhi who broke the silence. She gazed thoughtfully towards the direction of the Imperial Prison and said softly, "Xiao Chen, if you ever meet Qin Yin again, could you tell him something?"
The girl's delicate and tender voice was truly pleasant to the ear.
