Wei Yundai felt her thoughts weren't wrong at all; people, after all, should have dreams, shouldn't they?
Heaven knows what kind the new emperor will favor?
Thinking of this, she chuckled softly.
Long Yue stood at the railing, silently watching her giggle foolishly, knowing just what she was laughing about—probably making herself out to be a joke?
Ha, who will be a joke remains to be seen!
"Sister, is there something on your mind?"
Long Yue raised an eyebrow lightly and said blandly.
She stood at the corner of the railing, the sunlight shining down and coating her entire being in a layer of golden glow. Already graceful and poised, like a lotus emerging from the water, she appeared even more breathtakingly beautiful.
For some reason, Wei Yundai looked at Long Yue's enchanting figure and felt extremely upset, wishing she could rush up and carve a long scar across her exquisite, pretty face.
Let this little vixen flaunt herself!
