Chapter 130: Eating Soft Rice Again?

Zhu Clan Inner Court, filled with maple and willow trees, had building structures resembling pavilions, intricately scattered around this hillside lake island.

Looking back, one could catch sight of the entire bustling, dreamlike Waterdrop Lake City; looking ahead was like stepping into an otherworldly garden, with broad paths lined with orchids that bloom all year round, and branches, willow twigs, grasslands, and flower beds all meticulously maintained.

The outer court still carried a strong metropolitan residence flavor, but upon entering the inner court, it became a completely different world, as if it was the spiritual essence of the grand Waterdrop Lake all concentrated in one place. To describe it as the Spiritual Mountain Wonderland would not be an exaggeration.