C921 Bury
Yanhua's words were stuck in her throat. She staggered to the bedside and stared at the bed in disbelief. The two of them, "This. . . What is going on? I can understand Wen Si's death. But why. . . ?"
Lan Rou dragged the extremely excited Yanhua to the side and the two women muttered with exaggerated expressions.
Soong Ningyu sighed and looked at the respectful Prime Minister by the side