Luo Zhen stood under the porch, like a lily, pure white and quietly blooming in this slightly glamorous early morning.

The weather is a bit overcast today.

Yan Xiaxuan finally went out, and a guard came to tell him that there was something in the barracks.

After saying goodbye to Luo Zhen, he went out.

Luo Zhen's heart has been pounding since he woke up in the morning, and he always felt as if something was going to happen.

She took a deep breath.

Turning back to his room, the light in the room was blocked by velvet curtains of tassel buds on the windows, and carpets were laid on the floor.

Many of the furnishings in the house were newly brought by Yan Xiaxuan from outside a few days ago, and the color was sky blue, which Luo Zhen liked.

The curtain opened slightly, but it didn't ......

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