C1040 Auntie

Aunt 1039.

"Aunt, the person that Qian-er was talking about is him. " In an elegant room, Lan Xian hugged the zither that had already broken a string, her perturbed expression carrying a hint of joy.

Shaking her head slightly, the woman called aunt walked to the front and sat down. The woman was the one who appeared in the hall just now and had a lonely and lonely expression as she drank alone