Ye Huang didn't refuse, now his heart and eyes are all about Bai Xiao.
Eager to see her well.
He doesn't want to scare her.
Bai Youyuan is very... rude!
Made Ye Huang hurt badly, Ye Huang stayed silent, endured the pain, eyes always watching outside the hall.
On both sides of the path made of bluestone slabs, beautiful blue jacaranda trees blossom. When the wind passes, it rustles, blowing down some blue petals.
Songcheng also had blue jacaranda trees, blooming during the transition between spring and summer. Bai Xiao had once used blue jacarandas to design clothes.
"Done." Bai Youyuan forcefully patted Ye Huang's injured hand, completing the task.
Baidie silently watched, her lips twitching slightly: Bai Youyuan, driven by personal vendetta and narrow-minded.
The servants came to clean the floor, and Baidie lit a refreshing fragrance, dispersing the smell of blood in the air to prevent Bai Xiao from smelling it.
