C65 Wan-xiu

Immediately, Fang Miaomiao did not care about the middle-aged woman, and walked straight to the edge of the pavilion, lifting up the bamboo curtain hanging down, and took in a few deep breaths of fresh air, as if she was about to exhale all the heavy Qi in her chest.

"May I know the name of this lady?"

Xie Wanxiu's gentle voice attracted the gazes of everyone present