C164 A Person with a Temper

Indeed, the poison within her hadn't dissipated; perhaps the previous sensation had been a mere illusion.

Qu Ningjing surveyed the small room before her gaze settled on the moon outside the window. In moments like these, the moon seemed to be the most comforting presence.

Though it was late, Qu Ningjing, seated by the window, could still hear the sounds from the adjacent room