"But..." What else does Yan Ruolin want to say? Does that peerless beauty, who looks much smaller than her, really need to be escorted back to Beijing to wait for her arrival? Then she can't live, can she?

"but what?" Murong Hao hugged Yan ruoren into his arms. "Now he said he would like to go back with us, didn't he

Yan Ruolin stopped talking and just stared at the back of Sima Jinxuan. She always thought she was innocent and who used her. But she couldn't say anything more. This is the law of this era. The rebels are from nine ethnic groups. Sima Jinxuan might have died five...