After waiting for about half a pillar of incense, I saw two figures, one old and one young, one tall and one short, carrying dim oil-paper lanterns, walking up along the mountain road.

The taller one had a lantern in his hand and walked more calmly, and the shorter one had a double bun and a water bladder in his hand.

Then came a man's voice: "Madam, Madame! ”

The man seemed to be afraid of being heard, so he deliberately lowered his volume, and his old voice blended with the night wind.

Wen Yujiao hurriedly stood up and waved her hand towards the source of the voice.

It was night, there was no moon in the sky, and someone came out from behind the dense vegetation with a lantern in his hand, and the fire was extinguished.

Cui Daoran is not tall and thin

Chapter 77 of "The Palace's Concubine" The catastrophe is being hit by the hand, please wait a while,

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