Chapter 138: The roots of troubles

Fengyuanzhai.
In a private room on the first floor.
Mrs. Cuiyun sat upright, with a trace of respect between her brows.
Opposite her was a stunning beauty.
She has long snow-like hair, plain long clothes, a temperament as elegant as water, and a beautiful appearance. She is already in her thirties, but she looks like she is in her early twenties.
Sitting there casually, his temperament is as cold as ice and as proud as snow, making people feel a biting coldness at a glance.
Delphina!
One...