At least for her, she was painful, hateful, and lived with hatred and remorse, no matter how well she lived, she couldn’t laugh and feel free.
“Yes, ma’am, I’ll help you to rest first, and this little animal will be handed over to the man in the house.”
Mr. Murong naturally saw that Mrs. Murong’s appearance was not good. He almost vomited blood, let alone his wife.
The loss of the two most beloved granddaughters is also the most powerful pillar of Murong’s future, and it is difficult to bear.
Mrs. Murong didn’t let Master Murong take him away, and looked at Nan Ningxin with hate.
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