The two of them continued onwards together, winding around the forest, and sure enough, not far ahead, abutting the river, another ancient castle stood tall on the hillside, one side facing the river channel, even larger than Huangfu Ruo’s castle.
The castle was brightly lit, reflecting off the river in a shimmering dance of light, as if a river of stars had been scattered across it.
From where Luo Xiaoqian stood, the view before her looked as if it were a scene straight out of a postcard, beautifully dreamlike.
"Do you like it?" Leng Zimo asked from beside her.
"I do," Luo Xiaoqian instinctively responded.
"Do you want to go inside and have a look?"
"This... Isn’t that a bit presumptuous? We don’t even know the owner!"
"No worries," Leng Zimo took her hand, striding up the grassy slope, "I have an extraordinary relationship with the owner of this castle."
"Really?!" Luo Xiaoqian immediately showed surprise, "Wouldn’t that be too bold?"
"Not at all, she’s very hospitable," Leng Zimo walked forward, taking her hand, "Let’s go!"
Although Luo Xiaoqian felt it was somewhat forward, curiosity truly piqued her interest, having heard that each castle here was distinctly different from the next.
To not take a closer look at such a beautiful castle, when it was right before her eyes, would surely be a pity.
The pair made their way across the lawn without any obstacles, and soon, they stepped onto the staircase, arriving at the closed European-style grand doors.
Leng Zimo paused and suggested, "Why don’t you knock on the door?"
"But I don’t speak French," Luo Xiaoqian said, looking at him somewhat helplessly.
"No matter, you have me, don’t you?" Leng Zimo said with an encouraging smile in his eyes.
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