Ah ze only knew that mo chenghuan had been carried out of the gong residence by mo Yanchen and was covered in blood. He was afraid that Elder Gong had something to do with this matter.
At this moment, the palace was completely silent.
Miyazawa stood outside the door with his fists clenched. After he finished the call, he turned around and went back in.
As night fell, Elder Gong sat quietly on a pearwood chair in the main hall. He had been in this position for the entire afternoon.
"Elder Gong, have some soup. At this moment, Miyazawa came up with the ginseng soup and placed it on his table.
Elder Gong sat up straight with a serious expression! His eyes were much darker.
Hearing his voice, Elder Gong leaned back in his chair and gripped the armrest with both hands, as if doing so would give him some strength!
"Dead?" Elder Gong's voice became extremely hoarse, and there was a hint of bitterness in his hoarseness.
