C1090 Yan Jing's Eight Directions Cloud Movement

This was the tenth day after Zhao Sanjin returned from Jianghai City. It was also the busiest day in Yanjing after his return. Of course, because of Zhao Sanjin's existence, today was destined to be a day where blood would flow like a river.

At this moment, Xia Lingmo was like a walking corpse. She sat in front of the dressing table with a dull look. Behind her