C57 The coldness of the mourning hall

When Qiao Chuyang opened his eyes again, it was already two days later.

The familiar environment allowed her to confirm that she had returned to the mansion. He returned to his room.

"Ah!" Just as she moved, Qiao Chuyang let out a painful cry. The pain between her legs instantly made her tear up.

Young Mistress, you've finally woken up." Hearing Qiao Chuyang's voice