Shen Cangning, braided a double bun, ran around the post while holding her skirt in her hands and crying. The colorful silk sash tied to her bun floated with her and looked very pretty.
However, it was so chaotic the hall today that it was a pity that no one was in the mood to appreciate it.
The exasperated Madam Su, holding a ruler in her hand and slipping on her clogs, chased and scolded, "How dare you! Your father loves you and allows you to go into the study, but you are bold enough to help that troubled Feng'er steal 'Lu Hu.' Do you know that this sword is made by an extraterrestrial meteorite obtained accidentally by your father when he was a teenager and crafted with his own hands? It's something that even your second uncle has been thinking about for decades! You! I can't believe
