C213 Cut the swing 1237
The Palace.
Afternoon, spring evening.
<p></p> < p > In the garden, on the swing.
Wei Yuan leaned lazily against the autumn stand. The two ladies supported themselves on both sides of the swing, gently swinging it.
It was a rare sultry day in the north, causing her to sweat profusely. When she saw Xie E walking over, she smiled lightly
