Another unexpected touch. Wei Xunzhou...
Di Yao found it increasingly amusing to tease someone like Wei Xunzhou, who always kept a straight face and was so proper.
She didn't notice his hand clench and relax inside his sleeve. Just as he was about to speak after mulling it over, she straightened up and hopped off the step.
Turning around, she smiled and beckoned him. "Husband, let's go. I can hardly wait."
On the Tianzhong Festival, the ghosts of Fengdu City streamed endlessly. On this special day, some wept for loved ones in distant realms, while others gathered with friends to reminisce.
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