A single, painted hand shot out from the ground, grabbing onto the ankle with a desperate force, as if grasping at a lifeline. A shattering sound echoed, followed by a frantic cry: "Save me... save me...",The room is decorated with various orchids, in a white and elegant tone, looking extremely elegant and serene. This is the room of Orchid Mist, one of the eight top courtesans at Fengyue Tower.,Lan You was at her wit's end. She turned her head and glared at the person lounging lazily in a chair: "Can you please stop eating melon seeds"。