Provocation

After walking for who knows how many days, the carriage finally stopped in front of a building.

The moment Zhao Shuning got off the car, she immediately saw Misty Rain House.

He showed the invitation to the person guarding the door, and after that person gave her a meaningful look, he let her in.

That gaze was very unfriendly.

Zhao Shuning didn't know why, but she didn't take it to heart.

Only after entering the Misty Rain House did one see a completely different expanse of scenery. A pavilion, a pavilion, and a pavilion; it was reflected in the pine trees and the juniors. Fake mountain strange stone, flowerbed bonsai, rattan green bamboo, dotted with.

The scenery of Misty Rain House seemed to be much better than that of Qinghui Town.