Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the

, and seeing that Jiang Wang indeed didn't have any thoughts of holding her hand again, she dejectedly let it fall.But she suddenly remembered something, her spirits lifted, and she immediately ran to...mpt is not very clever. First, it's autumn now, so talking about spring sorrow is a bit far-fetched. Second, the Li family has been a military family for generations, and where would Li Longchuan come...