Chu Qingge, Feng Li, works

    

neral Qin's wounds, and they were stitched up the same way!"What kind of medicine is this" His eyes darkened, fixing on her pale face, which was tinged with a hint of fatigue."Isn't that just the most... about the current situation.How could she look at Nánxīng's face with such sadness Even tears were about to fall."Hey, little one...""Miss Four, Miss Four!" An anxious voice came from outside: "Miss...