C315 Chalcedony (IV)

The spring night, the wind was especially cold. Mu Fengchai pulled her cape tighter and looked down at her golden silk red embroidered cloak. She couldn't help but stare blankly.

"Miss, we've arrived at young master's courtyard."

Xia Zhu softly reminded her.

Mu Fengchai thought for a moment, then took the bag from her hands: All of you stay in the courtyard for a while