On the contrary, this year, the temple next door, after she left, gradually regained its former prosperity.,Seeing this, Zuo Zuo pouted, her small head drooping down listlessly against his leg, her ears following suit. She looked just like a discarded puppy.,When she was little, she saw the ancestral tablet in her master's room, it was shining gold, so beautiful. How come it's now dusty and shabby。