Yanjing.
Li Family!
At six in the evening, Gongsun Minyi, with tears in her eyes, walked out of Li Shaobai's room. In just two short months, Gongsun Minyi had lost her charm and graceful dignity.
With the Gongsun Family annihilated, her son's illness growing increasingly dire, and now her niece meeting with trouble in Jianghai, Gongsun Minyi spent her days in tears, her visage so wan and haggard she seemed to have aged several years.
The world around her swam in and out of focus, her head spun, making it nearly impossible to stand without leaning weakly against the wall for support.
"Cough cough!"
Gongsun Minyi had started coughing half a month ago. At first, she didn't pay much attention to it, but the cough grew worse over time.
This time, after she finished coughing, she tasted saltiness in her throat. Opening her palm, she looked and was shocked to find blood.
