C339 He Is Dead I will Never Marry Him

The incense burner in the room was warm, and the room was filled with a warm fragrance, and the sunlight reflected through the newly formed willows onto the snow-covered bluestone floor, casting mottled shadows.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Shulee propped herself up in Wen Jinrui's arms and looked at him worriedly. She seemed to have accidentally pressed on his wound just now