C260

"Wuu … wuu …" Daddy, I want mom. Wake up! Mother … Mother … "How can you leave Xue'er alone, mother …"

Under the moonlight, a young boy was crying beside his bed. On his bed was a delicate and pretty young woman. Her face was pale and her body was cold. It was obvious that she was dead. He was dressed in a long robe and had a scholar's handkerchief on his neck