West Duke's Real Colors
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Jun Xiqing stretched her hand out, plucking one of the rosary peas. She suddenly had this crazy idea, was he actually fond of another woman?
Clenching the pea in her hand tightly, Jun Xiqing stepped out of the secret passageway. At the end of the passageway was a place of high altitude. Jun Xiqing walked outside, the cold wind blowing her beautiful face.
She could actually see the entire of Country A standing at that place.
Standing there, almost every part of Country A was so small and insignificant. She felt as though Country A was trampled under her feet.
She could imagine the amount of ambition and greed in Lu Yeming when he stood there. He was really born to be a ruler.
Lifting her eyes, she saw a palace far away. "Ah Da, what is that?"
She pointed at it.