C102 Three Thousand Taels of Gold for the Head of the Crown Princess

In the morning, the wind blew gently. The trees of Dream Lotus Valley swayed with the wind, and the trees shook, chased each other, and played with each other. From a distance, they looked like a green ocean.

The trees swaying in the wind produced rustling sounds, as if they were the sounds of nature itself. The originally quiet and empty valley now had a few more notes to it