C140 Every Day the Demon Monarch Takes His Life to Pamper His Wife(2)

"Rann, where are you? Rann?"

A familiar female voice was heard. Qin Yirann stood up straight and shouted in the direction of the voice. "Mother, I'm here!"

"Rann!" Qin Zhi ran over from afar, panting. He stood there alone, slightly relieved.

Seeing the cane lying on the ground, Qin Zhi picked it up and held Qin Yirann's slender white hand