C179 Wuxin

"Your Highness!" Jinnian recovered her senses and did not care about the person who was pushed down and hurriedly followed.

The inner hall was filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms and it refreshed one's heart and mind. It was mother's favorite scent. The decorations of the painting were also somewhat mother's favorite.

Mrs. Yan, who was drinking tea with Cloud Emperor on the table