C147 Abnormal zhao huai shuang

Zhao Rushuang's pupils contracted, guilt mixed in with her gaze.

"Sorry to trouble you." Judging from Song Huaishuang's tattered small gown s and her bare feet, it was definitely not easy for her to enter.

Thinking about her current situation, Zhao Rushuang laughed bitterly. A layer of desolation appeared on her face, she was now like a cicada in a prison