Tao Jia
Editor: Atlas Studios
The cold wind seemed to be stinging. When it blew, it was as if something had pricked her skin, causing her to itch and hurt.
Lu Sheng was a rough person who didn't observe rules and customs. She did not like to apply rouge or powder. Her cheeks would turn red in winter.
In her previous life on the mountain, her master would even make some skin nourishing ointment for her.
In order to not torture herself, she would still apply some monotonous items.
It was a pity that her master had returned to the capital and no one made any skin nourishing ointment for her.
She sent Liang Ping out of the village in the morning. When they left Hua Xiang Village, it was already afternoon.
It seemed like Liang Ping had gone back.
Indeed, Lu Ran was nowhere to be seen when she reached home. There were only two children at home.
"Second Sister, Aunt Fang sent some apples over. She said Brother Tao and Sister-in-law Tao came back with a lot of apples."