After sending Nalan Jinlian to Qinglian Garden, they exchanged some pleasantries for a while. Then, they all consciously left, allowing Nalan Jinlian to settle in and rest.
Nalan Mingzhu looked at her own room, at the furnishings inside. Her initially calm heart suddenly tensed up, and her expression changed repeatedly.
What is heaven, what is earth.
Truly, they are different.
The items in Nalan Jinlian's room, down to the smallest ornament, were exquisitely crafted and extremely valuable.
And in her room, although it was not unattractive, it was merely pleasant to look at and not worth much.
The sum of everything in the room might not even be as valuable as the blood-red coral statue in Nalan Jinlian's room.
"Haha, haha!" Nalan Mingzhu laughed out loud.
Entering the bedroom, it was even more incomparable.
