C68

The Phoenix Maiden Palace was flowing with gold and overflowing with color; it was incomparably luxurious.

Luo Qingmeng's hair was tied into a bun, and her golden hair was tied into a long bun.

Luo Qingmeng didn't even have the mood to glance at the various delicacies on the imperial kitchens. As long as Luo Qingwan was still alive, she wouldn't be able to eat them