e, Su Qingying withdrew her hand, shaking her head with infinite regret.“Alas, what a pity. Such a handsome face, yet it has met such an end.” Su Qingying knelt beside Jun Liye, her dark and bright ey..."This princess has other matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave." 。g at her with a lukewarm gaze. His clear eyes held no disdain or mockery towards her.The white-haired old man turned his gaze to Lan Xin Yao, stroked his white beard, and continued, “Three questions....