Practicing in The Mortal World
編集者: Larbre Studio
It was weirdly quiet in the temple's dining hall.
After a while, Kong Lanyou stopped her smile, and asked gently, "I remember, she's your fiance. Right?"
"It's my privacy."
Zhang Ruochen looked unperturbed and unembarrassed.
Kong Lanyou nodded. "Since you don't want to talk about it, I will not keep asking. My last question: if you are the same person from 800 years ago, why didn't you perform the memorial ritual for my aunt after you arrived in the Central Region?"
Zhang Ruochen felt a little hurt by her words. He pinched his fingers.
Zhang Ruochen wanted to perform the memorial ritual for his queen mother in the Imperial Mausoleum long ago, but the things that happened in the Pluto Sword Tomb hindered him.
Kong Lanyou slowly stood up, showing her perfect figure. Her white hair was as beautiful as the waterfall made by fine white tallow, swaying in the wind.
She took a step and walked outside.