The Purple Cloud Tower was located on the most prosperous street in the Imperial City. In front of the door was the largest pipeline in the Imperial City. Every day, quite a few high-ranking officials, nobles, and descendants of aristocrats passed by.
A gorgeous carriage came from ahead. But because the road was blocked, it had no choice but to stop.
What happened next was naturally the coachman driving away the crowd blocking the way and making them give way.
When the crowd blocking the street saw the Bai family's symbol on the horse, they quickly made way.
Only Ouyang Xiangxiang, who was covered in leaves and eggs, did not give in.
Ouyang Xiangxiang looked at the carriage in front of her and started to fantasize again. There must be a handsome and noble person in the carriage. Could it be that her male lead had come?
