Chapter 8
The two of them stood in the sunset and fed the fish. For a moment, there was a sense that time stood still.
Rong Jiahui lazily rest her head at an angle on her propped elbow, concentrating on the group of koi scrambling to the feed. She can’t stop thinking back to it; this fish is so valued, how could one eat it?
She turned her head to see Zhongli Luo engrossed in feeding the fish, and suddenly felt some envy towards people who can go out for a stroll every day. For what reason should she obediently do as she’s told, staying in the nest of her home all day, taking her noblewoman’s courses? It’s so boring.
To be able to go anywhere… must be great.
Sensing the intense gaze coming through the side, Zhongli Luo felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She turned her head
