C397 I Begged but I Couldn't Get It

The third year of Jianxing, March 20th, late at night.

On that silent night, no one knew the turmoil in Jing Bao's heart. By the time she came back to her senses, it was already morning.

Mann pulled the Seventh Master out of bed; Yuanji came in carrying a washbasin; Yan was in the courtyard teaching Gou Erdan some moves. Everyone was busy as usual. Except for the bloodshot eyes