Liuli Nuonuo stood in the courtyard and looked up at the persimmon tree filled with golden orange fruits in the middle of the courtyard. She felt sad.
It was said that Patriarch Xuanyuan was a devoted person. After his lover passed away, he froze his lover's body forever to accompany him through his lifespan before being buried with his lover. This persimmon tree was also the marriage tree of the Xuanyuan Clan. Every time there was a worship festival, the young men and women of the clan would come here to pray for blessings on the persimmon tree and hope to meet a good person.
Liuli Nuonuo never believed in these things.
However, after staring at the tree for a while, she couldn't help but close her eyes and press her palms against it. She prayed silently, "I hope that I can divorce Xuanyuan Shen as soon as possible and get what I want."
Seeing Liuli Nuonuo praying to the persimmon tree, the butler instantly felt mixed emotions.
