C141 It Was a Rare Peace

Yov Yue's ears finally became quiet. She did not know how many days she had slept and her mind had become muddled. Zheng Ting still did not want to give up on harassing her, making her rarely have a chance to have a good dream. At this moment, an hour after Zheng Ting's voice, Yov Yue seemed to have entered a fairyland. Green trees, flowing water, and fresh flowers surrounded her