"..." This is obviously his bluff, Chen Yi said unhappily, "Which Mr. Zhushan dares to plagiarize me?"
"Song末元初词人蒋捷!"
Chen Yi was momentarily stunned, "Huh? Consort Dong told me she wrote it herself!"
.........
Consort Dong moved like a hawk, the shadows of the trees constantly darting under her feet, as her energy was about to be exhausted, she gradually slowed down, then paused slightly at the tree canopy. The moonlight was brighter than before, white dew clung to wild grass, bright and clear moonlight, she reached out, in the palm was a small strand of dragon qi, swimming around like a small fish.
After all, it wasn't completely fruitless.
Good old Chen Yi, sneaky enough to hide something, if it weren't for a slight touch of the skin, she would never have discovered it.
