C481 The principality of william 72

The wound on his chest caused him to gasp for breath with great difficulty.

He sat up, holding his hands in agony, and stood on the bed with his knuckles, moving resolutely. Body, get up.

"Pu!"

He fell on the edge of the bed. The snow-white bed sheet was sprinkled with small red flowers, like a galaxy blooming above the clouds …

Holding his chest, he moved step by step