C127 Letter from Ya Yong
Ouyang Xuechen stood alone within the Falling Rain Small Tillage. Although the red color of the bridal dress was still on his bed, his brows were knitted tightly. He believed that Xueyi would not harm Yu'er, but the worry and longing in his heart made his heart hurt. When Yu'er was robbed, it must have been
How could that little woman, afraid of the dark