C301 (5)

In the cold wind outside the city, the old prince's voice was very weak. He seemed to have been stabbed in the heart. Whenever he talked about this matter, he would feel sad.

Hearing the words of the Yan King, Li Yi, Ye Zi smiled bitterly.

He sighed and flicked the falling frost on his cloak.

His purple eyes stared at the spring, but it was still as cold as the cold winter outside the city