For a long time, they were separated.

Mu Rongxue's beautiful face is filled with a fascinating scarlet, eyes like water, staring at leaf dust, like a blooming lotus, which makes people intoxicated.

"Murong, I heard you were trapped in the Crystal Palace. How could you be here?" Ye Dun asked. Now, in retrospect, the people who stood outside the bamboo forest had crystal carvings on their clothes, which were apparently disciples of the Crystal Palace.

"Today is Mr. Lin's birthday, and the banquet happens to be in the palace, so my mother put me here to wait for the banquet to begin." Mu Rongxue responded that she naturally knew that...