When the cart was gone, Su Xiang jumped out from the pile of straw stalks. He raised his eyes and looked at the warm morning light on the horizon. It was like a sprinkling of broken gold, shining on her delicate and delicate face. It was sparkling and charming.
Su Xiang did not dare to delay at all. He quickly walked to the village in front of him. South Of The Yangtze River village had always been quiet and quiet because of its outstanding people. She walked past an old granite arch bridge and saw a medicine shop beside the street. She raised her eyebrows and walked in.
It was surprisingly elegant. There were a few heavy redwood medicine cabinets in the medicine shop, which should be filled with a lot of traditional Chinese medicine. He glanced at the counter with a cold gaze and saw a
