Xiaonuan frowned and stared at the butterfly knot for a long time, and Nangong Yaoling finally impatiently turned her face: "Make do and look, even though my hands are clumsy, when it comes to tying a butterfly knot, it's definitely not as beautiful as my wife's."
Xiaonuan finally laughed.
Suddenly, Xiaonuan's eyes reddened again.
She knew it, he wouldn't have the heart to hurt him this way!
But... who exactly did that thing? She must find out the culprit and avenge Qi Yue.
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Australia.
The vast Imperial Manor of Lot.
Rasha'er, in luxurious princess attire, walked toward the door of a villa that looked like a castle.
The passing servants quickly lowered their heads and respectfully said in English, "Princess Rasha'er."
Rasha'er nodded.
Upon entering the door, she followed the housekeeper into the elevator.
The elevator went all the way to the top floor.
In the elegantly designed bedroom, a man lay quietly on a large two-meter-wide imperial stonewood bed.
