"Could she really devour me?"
Not to mention there are guards here, even without them, one Yao Wangshu is no match for her.
Chen Xun pursed his lips and said nothing, silently stepping aside.
Holding the umbrella, she approached the entrance.
She and Yao Wangshu, separated by an intricately carved gilt door.
Inside the door, she was surrounded by guards, holding the umbrella, her face beneath it cold as icy snow, devoid of any warmth.
Outside the door, she was dressed thinly, hugging her arms around herself, shivering violently.
Her face had already turned blue from the cold, her lips still trembling, teeth chattering uncontrollably.
Her gaze was dim, like a fire about to be extinguished.
Suddenly, her pupils contracted tightly.
Her eyes were fixed on the men's coat worn by Situ Yunshu.
This is... Mu Jingnan's coat.
Yao Wangshu's heart was bleeding, she suddenly started laughing, and as she laughed, tears streamed down her cheeks, "Are you here to show off to me?"
