C270 Imprisoning

The pear tree by the door was still swaying in the wind. Fortunately, Madam Yan did not kill everyone and instead chopped down the pear tree.

It was already past the time for the Pear Blossom to bloom, and the pear tree actually looked somewhat desolate.

Lifting his eyes to look under the pear tree, Yan Ling felt a little sad, as if the surroundings had become unfamiliar to him