C873 Breaking Fate

"21st?" Pei Longyue slowly repeated.

The past was not a auspicious word.

She read it as if it was near dusk, or perhaps it was a pity.

In addition, he read the word disassemble.

She pinched the paper, feeling as if her life wasn't going to be long.

Ye Qingru's face turned cold, "That is to say, you only have 21 days to live."

"Then what about the child in my womb?" Pei Longyue was a mother