It wasn't that Qiu Ruyue loved to fantasize, but her maid was truly naive and simple-minded, three years her senior but still acted as if she were three years younger.
She was still not as composed and mature as her.
After much effort to squeeze next to Qiu Lan, Qiu Ruyue grabbed her and said, "Qiu Lan, let's leave this place!"
It was too dangerous here, prone to a stampede, deadly indeed.
"Miss, look, that's Young Master Xuanyuan Bei!" Up close, seeing the man of her dreams, Qiu Lan was so excited she felt like crying.
At this moment, the two of them had made their way to the very front of the crowd, and in front of them were guards holding long spears to block their path.
They were being pushed and shoved from both front and back, which was very uncomfortable.
Moreover, they were being pushed towards the temple, as Xuanyuan Bei and his entourage continued to move forward, and everyone wanted to follow.
