C1065

Inn.

At this moment, Ji Yunshu was locked in her room to paint.

There was a piece of paper spread on the table in front of him, and the rough outline of a human figure was beginning to take shape.

When she was at the yamen, she had already memorized the characteristics of the male's head. Fortunately, the flesh had just been peeled off, so it was much easier to draw a picture of it