C448 Heading to the Eastern Palace

Ruan Qingge stood in her living room, feeling a wave of nostalgia wash over her.

As the door swung open, a pleasant fragrance filled the air, with a thin wisp of smoke rising from the incense burner. Lifting her skirt slightly, she hurried toward the soft couch. The sight of the pristine white ice bear fur caught her eye, and she leaped onto it, relishing the smooth comfort against her skin