Night fell.
Tonight, the whole Li Garden is quiet.
The garden was filled with the fragrance of wild jasmine. It was transplanted by Alana when he ordered someone to renovate the Li Garden. The gardeners who were in charge of the garden thought that they would not survive. They did not expect that they would not only adapt to the climate, but it didn’t take long. Large tracts of flowers bloomed.
Alana sat quietly in it.
Her skin tone, lined with a mint green dress, is even more translucent, like a waterfall with a slightly curled blue silk blowing in the wind, the falling petals swirling quietly and floating beside her.
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