Test (1)

Mu Yangling lay on the grass and spat out the grass in her mouth. She turned around and asked Qi Haoran, "Are you sure you heard right? Will those noble ladies really come here?"

Qi Haoran nodded solemnly. "I'll leave everything to you."

Fan Zijin looked at Mu Yangling suspiciously. "Can you do it?"

Mu Yangling chuckled. "Just you wait and see."

As she spoke, she got up and patted the grass off her body. Then, she carried the basket full of apricots and swayed down the mountain. As it was the time of the year when summer flowers were in full bloom, there were wild flowers everywhere—red, pink, and white. When the breeze blew, no one would have thought that there had been a war here a few months ago and many people had died.