I don't know if the words of Pavilion Master Zhao Lan carried a thorn. Perhaps I was a person who was more sensitive and self-abased. The thorn in her words had indeed pierced me.
A person who came from a poor family, how could he not have a refined and graceful bearing?
"Jiu' er's talent is mediocre. I don' t deserve your praise."
"I' m being modest." Pavilion Master Zhao Lan looked at Man Yu again.
"Man Yu."
"Man Yu is here."
"How is it recently?"
"Thank you, Pavilion Master Zhao Lan. Everything about Red Jade is fine."
"Li Niang, I remember that Man Yu has also been nineteen this year, right?" Hall Master Zhao Lan looked at Man Yu without looking at her.
"Yes, returning to Pavilion Master Zhao Lan."
"When spring begins, it will be the twentieth year of the girl's family. "Is t
