Chapter 21 Willing

rm. Piled rocks and stone carvings, pavilions by water, bridges adorned with paintings, flowers, trees, and plants were all neatly arranged. The scenery looked chaotic but well-organized, clearly main...about to bloom. She sighed inwardly—being young was indeed great. But she seemed to have forgotten that she herself was of this age too; in others' eyes, her composed demeanor far surpassed the innoce...