PREVIEW
... It was raining, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the road.
The carriage from the Prince Mansion swayed gently, slowly heading towards the refugee shelter in Queer Alley.
Murong Jiu, having not rested well the previous night, felt drowsy upon entering the carriage.
Chun Tao moved closer “Miss, rest your head on my shoulder and sleep for a while, we still have some distance before reaching the refugee shelter.”
“Alright.”
She slept soundly this time ...
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