Concubine Zhao Ling's jade face seemed to be even whiter under the moonlight, and her face slowly turned red.

A beautiful heart is both ashamed and happy.

In the lotus pond of Heart Lake, the mud is much higher than before, but a charming green lotus has fully bloomed.

There are two smart little figures in the lotus pond.

The dull-colored bamboo horse rescued by Qingmei is chasing the dazzling Qingmei.

Qingmei, who was the best flying swordsman in the world, couldn't get rid of the bamboo horse, and soon she was entangled again, and they had another round of fun.

Just like her and Zhao Rong when they were children.

A bright moon rises over the sea.

Zhao Lingfei, bathed in the pure white silver light, smiled lightly.

Under the moonlight, the beauty lowered her head slightly, and her hands carefully put together the two black and white jade plaques.

Her eyebrows were gentle and she stared dreamily.

The two jade tablets are perfectly connected.

There is a poem on it.

Five characters of black jade and five characters of white jade.

Why send condolences?
Chapter completed!