C252 Intercept

She stretched out her hand randomly, waving it around. The veil on the bed fluttered in the wind, making her feel comfortable only when she was asleep, but the maidservants outside didn't care, as if there was some dispute. Her brows were locked, and she could only wake up.

He felt a strange itch on his chest, and he coughed violently. At this time, he could not stop coughing