Chapter 2: Have You Grown Tired of Me?
The winters in Ning Prefecture were bitterly cold. As soon as night fell, the crows would not stop cawing, their shrill cries carried on the cold wind, making people shudder…
The winters in Ning Prefecture were bitterly cold. As soon as night fell, the crows would not stop cawing, their shrill cries carried on the cold wind, making people shudder…
The eighteenth year of Yuan Cheng, winter, the eleventh month. For three days in a row, thunder rumbled over Ning Prefecture, but not a drop of rain or snow fell.…
Wu Ciyun had been a bad seed since childhood. During a famine, she sold her younger brother for half a steamed bun. While working as a servant, she killed her…