C1628 Xiaoqian Is a Ghost

Lee Yun smiled and gently rubbed Nie Xiaoqian's head. She was tall and slender, not quite reaching the height of Zhao Tianfeng, but still standing over 170 centimeters. In ancient times, her delicate figure would have been even more striking, likely drawing countless smiles from the nobility for a hefty price.

Nie Xiaoqian's eyes sparkled with surprise, her blood-red