C398 Adherence to compromise

There was a long period of silence in the study. A cold wind blew in from the half-open window, and the letter was blown away by the wind.

Yun Qianliang sighed softly, lying on the table as if she was tired, her hands placed neatly on the table, then leaned over and buried her head in her arms. For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little unclear