e brother of a noble, it was worth trying to save him and see if he could be brought back to life."Zhao Fuguai, however, frowned slightly: "With injuries this severe, is there any hope of saving him""...It is now the middle of the month.

The night was deep, a round moon hung high in the sky.

Inside the Yang family home, everyone sat together, watching Xiao Jiu calculate.good amount of money, which was enough to fill the cupboards. Now, with all this gold and silver, antiques and jade, there was simply no room for it!Perhaps this is the trouble with happiness: having...