At some point, the wind began to blow outside.

The loose windows of the old attic faintly beat against the window, and the wind of the tail spring was raging, whining like a woman's shrill cry.

From time to time, everyone glanced sideways at the window, and when a little servant saw that the light in the room was too dim, he walked over and lit a few lamps, and the candles jumped, and the shadows were cast in pairs on the wall.

"Sir." After Aunt Lan untied all the sleeping Jiang Nian's clothes, everyone was so shocked by the bruises on the child's hands and feet that they gasped, and they stood on tiptoe and came out, wanting to see the whole excitement.

Bang Yue narrowed her eyes and ...... angrily

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