C72 Promise His Highness the Crown Prince

The first month had not even passed, and one could still see many traces of the new year in the streets of Shenjing.

Chu Liyue, who was carrying a cup of hot tea, sat quietly on the third floor of a private room. The small Black Tiger lay on her knees, its eyes closed as if it was asleep.

Opposite Chu Liyue sat a young master wearing a snow-white fox fur coat