Li Yingzhu followed Qiao Qiran into the bathroom.

Just entering, Qiao Qiran was washing her hands in front of the mirror.

"Master Xiao Li."

Qiao Qiran smiled slightly at Li Yingzhu in the mirror. Her hair was tied up high with a red headband. She was dressed in a smart and elegant ancient costume, which made her look heroic.

Li Yingzhu smiled back and said bluntly, "Did you harm Sun Chuanzhi?"

Qiao Qiran calmly shook off the water on her hand, her eyes ...