C297 The Death of the Old Lady

The voice came from the back, and even a woman as cold as Yan Wushuang couldn't help but be infected by it. The rest of the women in the family had long been crying.

At that moment, a figure suddenly barged into the room and knelt before the prime minister. The figure spoke out in a breathless voice, "My lord, I was about to report this matter to you in the hall, but you found out already