family funerals were her Qian Luo's joy. 。Fine, we won't bother with it. Let's just consider her a pitiful soul driven mad. 。Mu's words stopped, unwilling to continue 。"But she kept silent. Then her..."Sister, where is the General's carriage I can't see it anywhere." Zhuier's voice trembled, not from the cold, but from fear. 。Ye Wen shook his head helplessly, “Who knows which way Ma has run off to in this state He's long since left the caravan.” 。“Have you noticed when things started to go wrong”

Zhuier cried with a mournful face: “It should have been about an hour’s worth of tea, and I heard the horse neigh once. Our carriage tilted backward, the driver told us to hold on, so I didn't think much of it” 。Later, the carriage went faster and faster. Although I was scared inside, it was snowing and windy too heavily. I was afraid that if I lifted the curtain, my sister would get cold, so I didn't look outside the whole time. 。en, she suddenly heard a familiar voice: "I'm on my way to Yu Mansion. Grandma, if you've finished your business, bring the person you found to Yu Mansion as well. By the way, have them collect all th...