When do people regret it the most? It's not when you know you can't do it, but when you can't afford to do it later.

The dimly lit inner room was barely supported by a faint candle flame, and the place in which it could be reached was no more than an acre and three inches in front of it.

Buff. The effect of the medicine has not yet been completely passed, Xie Qingyun still feels that everything is illusory in front of her, her whole body is weak, she is like being in the back sea among the clouds, swaying slowly.

Her whole body was bound by a thick rope, even her mouth was stuffed, and her eyelids were heavy, and she only managed to open a slit to look around.

It's like a dream.

The open window slipped into the cold wind, and slapped on the window curtain to make a "clang" sound, Xie Qingyun tilted his head slightly, looking for the source of the wind,

"The Cinnabar Mole in the Regent's Heart" Chapter 137 The wind is dry, and the tears are left in the hand, please wait a moment,

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