C61 A storm is brewing

Outside, the sky gradually darkened and darkness began to envelop the land. At the same time, Shang Xuanyue stood sideways in front of the small wooden door to Inner court's Mo Yan's courtyard.

Shang Xuanyue raised her hand into the air, his handsome face was gloomy, but her eyes flashed with hesitation, as though she wanted to knock on the wooden door.

In the end