it's night, the stars and the moon are shining, the night sky of the city in the clouds is bright, and the breeze is slightly rustling.

in the quiet courtyard, three candlelight lights are shaking the light of Douxing in the side room.

on the ground in the room, Lu Chen is sitting in the middle of the room, holding his hands round and offering sacrifices. Although he wants to calm his mind, it doesn't seem easy.

at the end of the day, there are three women in front of them.

Zuo QingHan, Murong Yuxi, Fang Zixin

I don't know where Zuo QingHan got his clothes. Lu Chen didn't see...