C82 Anterior Path Unknown(1)
It was a cold autumn day, and the night was short. The setting sun carried the last of the fatigue with it as it descended the mountain.
The dinner that the servant had brought was still untouched on the table.
Yin Qiushui closed her eyes, deep in thought. She was very clear about what was happening outside.
The maidservants called her to get up and have a meal