Chapter 3
The carriage of the Yongning Duke’s residence was already waiting at the gate. After Jun Linghuan finished eating her pastries,
The carriage of the Yongning Duke’s residence was already waiting at the gate. After Jun Linghuan finished eating her pastries,
The autumn wind, carrying a drizzle, blew open the flowered window, rolling a few slightly yellow bamboo leaves onto the
The day Jun Huailang died, Chang’an was drenched in rain all night. By noon, deep puddles had already formed across