C90 Reminiscence 1

"Go, pay some silver like the butler in the storehouse. Let's go out of the house to make a new set of clothes."

"Huh?"

Why did she suddenly have to leave the house?

Looking at Qing Ying's silly appearance, Murong Sheng extended her slender finger and lightly pressed on Qing Ying's forehead, "Have you lived a good life these past two days