Take the oil lamp that lights up every day.

Dozens of oil lamps were lit throughout the palace, but she still felt that the lamps were not bright.

They are incomparable to the street lights in Gujia Village.

Sitting in the room as if it were daytime will make people feel much better.

But oil lamps don't have this effect.

If there are too few, it won’t light up; if there are too many, it will dazzle the eyes.

The most important thing is that the oil lamp still has heat.

It's like Mu Qing's house. The walls are white, and with the lights on, it's no different from daytime.

So now he has nothing to do and doesn't want to enter the room, so he is just staying in the courtyard.

Two waitresses stood aside, fanning her constantly.

Even so, she still felt irritated.

Just when she was thinking about finding another excuse to return to Gujia Village, Feng Tianhan appeared.

Just arrived at the door, and before the servants could report, Feng Tianhan's voice came in.

"Queen, why do you still have time to stay here?
Chapter completed!