Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger

thought. After a while, when her cheeks were flushed red under his gaze, he began to write a poem on the blank scroll."Upon the flower stand, a single sprig of spring is purchased. Tears stain the fa...clear that this family is quite well-off. The ceremonies and processions are all of a high standard, something an ordinary family couldn't afford.And amidst the buzz of the surrounding populace, Li Ch...