Chapter 44

he entered."Pff..."Zhao Ping'an, who was inside the coffin, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. The redness on his face vanished quickly, leaving him as pale as paper. He also seemed to have lost a s...n held a bowl of congee and spoke softly.Ye Yaoqing, hearing this, finally struggled to move her gaze from Zhao Ping'an who was bathing in the medicinal bath.He looked at the woman and said in a hoars...