C447 Zhao Jingxuan's Spring

Holy Flame Royal City.

In the southeast corner of the city, there was a person dressed in white. He looked delicate and pretty, and he looked like a scholar.

The folded fan in his hand was also constantly flapping in his palm.

Behind the scholar was an old woman with a crutch, who was working hard to follow behind the white-clothed man.

"Miss, Miss, slow down