149 The colors of the world are like dust.

Symbolizing wealth and class, the Spring and Autumn Plaza.

After finishing a day's courses, Luo Li'er hurried back early, made dinner by herself, and then obediently began to wait.

Of course.

Her cooking skills were nothing to brag about, but in an era when women were generally moving away from the kitchen, it already counted as a commendable strength.

Sunset gave way to moonrise.

She waited from dusk until nightfall.

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

The Italian-imported wall clock, filled with a medieval European style, tirelessly ticked on.