C825 Dragon head 31

Windsor Castle. The sun was shining down.

At noon, the flowers and trees, the shadows, Xi Luo covered the small parasol, sitting on the balcony to sleep.

In fact, every two or three minutes, she would furtively squint her curling eyes up to the eighth window to see if there was any movement from there.

Beside her, whenever a maid with a tray of tea passed by, she would pretend to be asleep