The tall sycamore trees are densely foliage, shrouded in a golden glow by the evening sunset. The vermilion wall is green tile, and the eaves are majestic.

Familiar scenes gradually appeared in front of me.

This is...... Fengwu Palace?

Song Qinghui struggled to get up, seeing that Fengwu Palace was brightly lit, and he didn't know what night it was for a while.

How did she end up here?

......

"Eunuch Pet Tibetan Jiao" Chapter 67 Sixty-seven, illusion is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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