Pei Shu'er woke up startled, and even now, her mood was somewhat gloomy.
She remembers that back then, Tang Zan was utterly desperate.
He couldn't protect his exiled family, nor could he save his imprisoned father.
His flamboyant life was completely turned upside down at the age of eighteen.
What he couldn't bear the most was his loyal father's being branded as a corrupt official.
So many corrupt officials in Dayan, but his father was the one beheaded.
That accusation of corruption was almost an insult to him.
Pei Shu'er sighed, instinctively reaching out to touch the little White Tiger beside her, wanting to hold it in her arms and rub its little belly to improve her mood.
As a result, she reached out but grabbed nothing.
"Awooo." She immediately sat up from the bed.
She found the rascal had fallen into the Spiritual Spring Pool and started swimming inside.
Its swimming skills were quite good, dog paddling with its four paws in the Spiritual Spring Water.
