C1629 Unwilling

Wang Mang's face had grown a few brownish-brown spots. The wrinkles at the corner of his eyes and his rough, dry, yellow skin showed that he was no longer young.

Especially his hair. Although it was not white, he had a lot of white hair. His half-closed eyes were a little turbid and tired. He slowly raised his old and skinny hand and held Liu Ying's hand beside him