Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

After swaying for more than an hour, the carriage finally came to a stop.,She opened her eyes, looking at him with resentment, her puffed-up appearance was rather amusing to Fu Zimo.,This is a picturesque small mountain. It's not very tall, but it's ethereal and beautiful, especially in the morning when there are wisps of mist that seem to dance, giving one the feeling of being in a fairyland.。