C811 A Moving Vine in the Dark

Dongfang Yexuan's white clothes were floating on the branch above its head.

Although it was somewhat damaged, it had been washed clean.

Nodding, he walked to the hut and saw that she had left the lid of the jar of her own special laundry by the well.

Walking forward, he picked it up and prepared to cover it. However, all he saw was that the altar was empty.

Immediately