Chapter 811: A Century of Peace

own appearance, mothers who cry in hiding, second wives who pull at their mother's hair and berate them day and night, and even the red-painted woman pointing at her nose and saying, "You are a basta...for, until finally a small path appeared before her. 。Ye Hongzhuang was truly out of strength. Because the dagger in her chest was too painful to pull out, even crawling was a struggle for her. 。He...