From Past to Present

Spring brought a hundred flowers, autumn had the moon, summer had cool breeze, winter had snow.

This verse was originally an extremely good description of beauty, but at this moment, under the sunlight outside the Prison Department, it became ordinary. Only the smile of the beauty in the plain robe with dimples was the most beautiful scene in the world.

Zi Xuan couldn't help but laugh.

Her pretty face turned slightly red from this smile, like a blooming peony. A ball of gentle flames appeared in the depths of her eyes. After she cast a deep glance at Xu Qing, she slowly walked forward.

After taking seven to eight steps, Zi Xuan suddenly turned and stared at Xu Qing.

"Xu Qing, you've learned bad things."

Xu Qing remained silent, not knowing what to say.