C306 Avenging grace and enmity

Holding the cup in her hand, her blue and white hands reflected each other into a brilliant splendor. Under the setting sun, the light sprinkled onto Madame Jinguo's body, as if enveloping it in a layer of golden light, like a Buddha picking up flowers.

"She asked me before, but when she saw that I was annoyed, she stopped asking. She might have her suspicions now." However