Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  “Achoo- Achoo- Achoo-”


  Sima You Yue, whom everyone was thinking about, was lying on the bed while sneezing a few times.

  “One- thinking, two- scolding, three-talking about. Is someone talking about me?” She pinched her nose as she said.

  “Creak-”


  The door opened and Bei Gong Tang walked in. Seeing the person who had awoken, she said, “You’ve already been sleeping for two days. Have you slept enough..