Right at this moment, she recalled her older sister, Zhenyuan. If not for her being framed, her older sister would not have died so miserably.
Bao Yuan felt that one by one, these bad guys had died. As for Mrs. Song and the Great Prince, one by one, they were all fine. Thinking of this, his heart felt even more uncomfortable, and he became even more determined to take revenge.
It was as if he had sworn before the third prince's grave. Regardless of the final outcome, no matter what price he had to pay, he had to avenge them. The current Bao Yuan was no longer the same Bao Yuan as before. His heart had completely turned black.
Wan Susu sat here for a while, talked to Bao Yuan for a while, and then left. Because he knew that Bao Yuan would not feel very comfortable in his heart. Thinking
