C198 Ling Long, Pure Heart!.
The young girl, though still in her tender years, had a figure that was beginning to curve gracefully. Her delicate features promised that in a couple of years, she would blossom into a striking beauty. Yet, her clear eyes were clouded with concern at the moment.
Perched on her shoulder, a small green bird cocked its head, its glossy black eyes fixed on the plainly dressed, beautiful woman
