C325 Cutting the silk thread

The lady's hand was still as soft and soft as a pile of soft jade. The Taoist Jade Lady's footsteps were still as fast as lightning. However, her heart was as heavy as lead. Along the way, she didn't say a single word, and only glanced from time to time with her resentful eyes at the cold-hearted person beside her.

Once upon a time, Han Huaichu and her walked together arm in arm