C721 If you don't want to die don't want to die

Zhang entered Xin Yue's room quietly. The room was dimly lit, only the charcoal brazier in the corner gave off a faint red glow. Xin Yue was curled up on the bed. She wasn't sleeping well, so she coughed from time to time.

Zhang Qiling sat down on the edge of the bed and gently caressed Xin Yue's pale face. He had a blank expression on her face, but no one knew what he was thinking about