Huang Yingying's hands slowly loosened, but she couldn't hold back her tears. She covered her mouth with her hand and tears flowed down through her fingers.
"She's alive. She's still alive... "
No one knew how sad she was when she heard about Yun Luofeng's death. If it hadn't been for her, she wouldn't be where she was now...
The young man was amazed to see the yellow-clad girl suddenly disappear from his view. When he looked around for her, she had reached the gate and left the little town…
Some were happy at the news about Yun Luofeng, while some not.
The North Province.
In the Governor's Estate, in the bed shrouded with red satin, Ling Chen was sitting on top of a beautiful, delicate girl. In the past, facing such a beautiful, delicate girl, Ling Chen would have treated her very tenderly.
However...
