C365 Administration of Poison

Ying Yunshen leaned against Aunt Yun's chest and sobbed for a long time. Aunt Yun just let her carry him, letting her vent the grief and uneasiness she had felt over the past few days.

Looking at her messy clothes and dirty face, Aunt Yun's heart ached, but there was nothing she could do.

Ying Yunshen was obviously still a half-grown child