Chapter 227 The Boat Carries the Wine into the Center of the Lake

Zhao Xiang'er stood quietly on the Jiuling Tower. Her waist was tied up with a white belt. The train edge of her dress under her knees was like small waves blown by the wind. Her slender legs were sparkingly white in the sunlight. Ning Changjiu looked at her crescent-like eyebrows. Her delicate face was no longer childish, which became more exquisite and prettier. The gleams in her bright eyes were not like immortal intent but more like the mystery of the god hidden in the world.