was a source of shame, wore a red gown despite herself. In recent days, she had been deeply depressed, weeping day and night, leaving her face pale and haggard. Even layers of powder couldn't conceal...Just then, a figure flickered at the window, and Qian Ting Xuan's tall figure appeared at her bedside. 。"I don't think so." 。Xiao Yu instinctively leaned aside, making space for him. 。And Qian Tingx...