Chapter 1782: The Mighty Liao Army

oment, her emerald-green fingers gently pressed against the strings of the qin. She tilted her head slightly, her hair swaying in the breeze, and then a melody as beautiful as flowing spring water flo..."Dream of the Red Chamber".At first, Wan Jiaojiao was just following Li Chen's orders to look at the book. Although her eyes were on the pages, most of her mind was still on Li Chen, afraid that somet...