The rain outside the window is like a curtain. It's loud. Rong Jing lies on the huge window sill, looking at the rain and thinking about problems.

in silence, I'm on the ground. No, it's actually on the bed. I'm just doing somersaults. I'm having a lot of fun.

after dinner, uncle Shenxian said that he would be sorry if he had something important to do. He asked Uncle Lu to take them back to their room.

xiaosilently and her mother thought that uncle Shenxian would arrange them to live in the wing rooms at the gate of the palace, but who knows, uncle Lu actually brought them here.

here...