Chapter Sixteen: Furnace River of Iron

he carriage and continued on his journey.Wen Tinglan didn't speak again.Ji Zhaonan walked alone on the long street, enduring the varied gazes. He walked for a long time.Here is the translated text:Ple... he bent over and entered the carriage.As always, the carriage was filled with alluring scents.A soft couch and a warm stove, jade cups and golden pots.There is one alluring and one pure, two beautifu...