C222 Wrist(3)

Murong Nichang's anger seemed to still be in Mrs. Han's ears, she knelt down obediently on the ground, looking at the men carrying the palanquin with their black shoes and the smell of dust filled with bitterness. When Empress Murong's palanquin was over, Maidservant Cui'er bravely raised her eyes to look at her master, but Mrs