In the middle of the night, Liang Yueying lay on the bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep, letting her thoughts surge.

Outside the courtyard, dwarf pine cedars are planted, and the sky is full of stone and blue clouds. The clouds and trees are generally blown by the wind, thick in the east and thin in the west, pushing and pushing. For a while, the black pressure was hugged into a ball, and then it turned into a puff of green gas and dispersed.

Until there was a rush of footsteps in my ears, and it was Shuangyan who pushed the door open and came in......

Chapter 273 of "The Fragrance of Clothes Stained with Rain and Dew" is tired of fame and constrained by public opinion all my life is hitting in my hand, please wait a moment,

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