C29 Master's bamboo house shiyan qingjun(7)

The autumn sun was warm and gentle, and the fog gradually dispersed. Yun Duan carried a short-tailed fox down the mountain and saw from afar a man dressed in white standing by the river. When the wind blew, his clothes fluttered in the wind.

Yun Duan's expression was a bit absent-minded. Towards Si Yan Qing Jun, she would always be uncontrollably drawn in, her mind no longer her own