The cold wind danced and flew snow, pierced through the courtyard and trees, and in the Qingxi Garden of Fufu, the slaves were all sent off the ground and far away from the main house.

Xie Zhan suppressed his emotions and sat in Fu Xuan's room with a dark face.

All that came to mind was the endless tongue of fire in the building, the black smoke that seemed to never dissipate from view, the charred and twisted corpse, and the fear of losing her to his bones.

Fu Xuan squatted on her side, deliberately lowering her eyes, not wanting to look at Lang Jun

"After Withdrawing from My Family, My Fiancé Was Attacked by Me" Chapter 295 His Little Life is being hit by his hand, please wait a moment,

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