C432 Commander of the Imperial Guard

Chenyang walked towards the direction the child was pointing at. The flowers and plants in front of them had indeed collapsed. Liang Wuyue was lying on the ground with a red face and an empty wine jar in his arms. He was mumbling Wei min's name.

She tried to call out to him, but it was as if he were separated from the world, unmoved, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

The child said