C165 Princess and Begonia

The next morning, sparse rays of sunlight shone through the window curtain into Yan Wushuang's room. Yan Wushuang's cold eyes were as profound as a galaxy. Why did she suddenly go into hysteria? What was that blood-red bug? It didn't seem as simple as it looked on the surface.

After packing up and hastily eating breakfast, Yan Wushuang once again left the house to treat the commoners. However