The wind roared, crashing open the windows, pouring into the room, and turning the pages wildly.
Within the books lies a house of gold, within the books lies beauty like jade.
As the pages flipped chaotically, it seemed to reflect an unparalleled beauty, lips like cherries, face resembling peach blossoms, black hair spread out, slender waist swaying lightly, graceful and alluring.
At that moment, the sound of rain hitting banana leaves could be heard outside, a continuous splatter.
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Days later, Lu Changsheng and Hong Lian sat together discussing philosophy.
In the elegantly classical and refined boudoir cave mansion, luminous pearls emitted a gentle glow.
On the eight-treasure lotus white jade bed, hung veils embroidered with Vermilion Bird Burning Heaven's clouds silk gauze.
Through the mist, an exquisite jade sculpture of immortal skin and jade bone, shimmering with crystal-like beauty, rose and fell within the curtains.
