Chapter 19: Having to Accept (Middle)

intending to throw it at her. She suddenly paused."How about calling you Golden Hairpin"Bu Yao looked at the jade hairpin in the madam's hand, frowned slightly, but the image of that hairpin lingered... world. Bu Yao couldn't help but want to talk to this wooden-headed young lord.Qi Lin didn't know much about music, but she still felt very intoxicated by the performance. Damn it, these ancient folks...