He felt an unusual chill in the air of the courtyard as he turned and left, though autumn had not yet arrived, his heart felt as cold as ice.
Rong Yun curled up under the blankets, her emotions swirling at the departure of Qin Muyan, yet she lacked the courage to rush out again, throw herself into his arms, and brazenly kiss him.
It seemed that he had grown distant from her.
After Qin Muyan's permission, Rong Yun could go to the prince's mansion's front hall to receive Long Ze's visit.
Rong Yun changed into clothing from Beiling City, a white nine-petal lotus long dress that trailed along the floor, which swayed gracefully with her steps, enveloping her body yet unable to hide her slender waist and graceful figure.
When Long Ze first saw Rong Yun, he had only one thought: Jingjing has grown up.
