God, you've got it wrong!
I shouldn't be wandering around the world alone with a fan.
A young knight with peerless martial arts skills who draws his sword to help when there is injustice?
Why are there a group of strange people following me while I'm walking?
Liu Wuyu held an oil-paper umbrella and teased me with a smile. Pei Heng just sat there and ignored me, only holding his broken sword.
Touring the river was even more extreme. She almost ate all my sweet-scented osmanthus cake!
In the end, it was Song Xingyuan who stopped this farce——
The crow he raised landed on my shoulder and gently pecked my earlobe.
This is our secret code, and it seems that some unsighted people are following us.
It's all Liu Wuyu's fault. Her umbrella hides a secret that is worth a fortune. It may also be because Pei Heng seems to be a rare genius swordsman in the sect. Oh, and Youxi's wealth is equally enviable.
I waved my fan and silently retreated behind them.
This is the perfect time for me to slip away! God help me!
Unexpectedly, I just climbed over the mountain and found an inn to rest.
I heard a noise coming from outside the window.
Crows were pecking at my high ponytail. Youxi sat by the window with her legs crossed and a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand.
Song Xingyuan was sitting on the horse, looking very ostentatious in red clothes.
There is a woman in green standing on the tree outside the window. Who is it if it's not Liu Wuyu?
Pei Heng was the only one who came in through the front door and kicked my door open.
"Can you... Give me some private space?"
Liu Wuyu was the first to laugh, and Youxi directed Pei Heng to resist me and confiscate my sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
"What a coincidence, we like your private space too."
Intention: Happy grudges
