| classification:Science fiction |
| author:<delayed> < |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2025-12-05 23:40:19) |
A faint scent of coppery sweetness filled the air, and the snow-white handkerchief was stained with patches of crimson. Xie Shuning vomited, ignoring the maid's panicked state, tossing aside the handkerchief and falling into a deep sleep, her face pale. After an unknown amount of time, she woke up from her slumber in a cold sweat, clutching the brocade quilt as she gasped, "Where is Young Master",My heart felt like it was being held in an invisible hand, the pain so intense that I could barely stand.,This day was a springtime day in the second year of Emperor Jia Ming's reign.。