Chapter 1487: Midnight

es of the winter plums, and amidst the white expanse, the pale pink hues of the plums stand out as particularly elegant and refined.Walking in the garden, Li Chen had Zhao Rui following him at half hi... ordinary people couldn't make a ripple.But this effeminate and sharp voice, carried a strange magic, clearly transmitting to the ears of thousands present.Li Yinhu's expression changed upon hearing t...