C272 Young Lady of the Prime Minister's Estate

— Is the porridge still warm?

— Have you arrived.

— Make new ones.

Yi Xiaoqiao stared blankly at the canopy above his head. His body was so stiff that he did not dare to move.

Throughout the entire night, Mu Yi An didn't let go of her hand.

He had not said a word, but Yi Xiaoqiao could feel his silent anguish, as if something was on his back and pressing down on him.

He had been a man, too