a brush, acquired at some point unbeknownst to anyone.People watched in stunned silence as she held a pen dripping with ink, walked to the wall of the Duke of Shu’s mansion, and slowly raised her han..."Sister, where is the General's carriage I can't see it anywhere." Zhuier's voice trembled, not from the cold, but from fear. 。Ye Wen shook his head helplessly, “Who knows which way Ma has run off to in this state He's long since left the caravan.” 。“Have you noticed when things started to go wrong”

Zhuier cried with a mournful face: “It should have been about an hour’s worth of tea, and I heard the horse neigh once. Our carriage tilted backward, the driver told us to hold on, so I didn't think much of it” 。Later, the carriage went faster and faster. Although I was scared inside, it was snowing and windy too heavily. I was afraid that if I lifted the curtain, my sister would get cold, so I didn't look outside the whole time. 。what good would it do if we found out” she asked again. “Feiyue, have you ever thought about what happens if your father was killed by his own people How would you avenge this” Ye Feiyue remained sil...