Ye Hibiscus Dyed Nig

Footsteps grew closer. Ye Feiran's beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings sharply, grabbing a hairpin that lay abandoned nearby.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, Ye Hirai's nose twitched, a hint of joy appeared in her heart, and she stepped into the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.,Returning to the vicinity of the Ye residence, Ye Hishui drove the carriage to a secluded and hidden place, then quietly climbed the wall back into the Ye residence alone.。