C208 retrograde

The sky was still the same and the moon was still the same.

In the corner of the carriage, there was a pot of Cymbidium with flower buds half open and half closed. The fragrance was very refreshing.

Grand Princess Han-shan let out a long sigh of relief. After maintaining his smile for half a day, he was truly tired.

Seeing Fang Miaomiao not saying a word