C181 The Emperor Is a Man of Love(35)

In the bustling market, a white figure was walking muddle-headedly within the crowd. A pair of dull eyes, his hair in a mess, was completely uncombed.

It was Chuyi. Chuyi, who was walking in the crowd in a daze. She raised her head and looked at the warm sun before lowering her head to look at the somewhat worn and dirty white clothes that were not considered white. He chuckled foolishly