C285 Inheritance(2)

Gu Qingli did not make a sound, he bent down and observed carefully. She covered her face with a veil and wore a deerskin glove, easily pushing aside the slave girl's messy long hair. She looked at her struggling face and saw that the black veins at the whites of her eyes were entangled like a web. She felt that the intertwined black veins were wiggling densely, like living nematodes