It's Hard for the Lady in the Lower Hall to Be There

The weather in Sanin is unpredictable. Just a moment ago, the sky was clear, the wind was bright and the sun was shining, but in the blink of an eye, there were dark clouds and lightning and thunder. Yuanyang looked up at the hazy sky, with a hint of worry on his delicate face. She pulled her younger brother Shaoyou and ran quickly home. Shaoyou was pulled by her, and dozens of wild chrysanthemums were scattered on the ground in his hands. Shaoyou cried reluctantly: "My Huahua! My Huahua! You compensate me Huahua!" Yuanyang didn't care about that. While tugging on him, he coaxed: "Young Master, be obedient. My sister will bring you here tomorrow to pick. It's going to rain. Let's go back quickly!" Travel less on weekdays...