C549 Dead Heart

It was night.

The cold of early spring engulfed the entire Baicheng, causing the soldiers outside the city to stare covetously.

Shen Wushuang sat on the city gate tower with her legs hanging in the air. She looked up at the moon that was like a silver plate and couldn't help but worry about Chun Yurui's situation.

At the very least, he would not die.

But that was Chun Yih