C120 Visits

Ling Luo felt sour as she looked at the unconscious grass on the rocking chair. She dabbed at the dirt on her face with her brocade handkerchief, avoiding the bloody scrapes.

Perhaps it was because of her similar experiences that she had a special regard for her.

Yun Zhan and Yun Jian stood behind her with grave expressions on their faces. Madam Fengyue was taken away