I Want You Dead

She walked to Yang Xue with a smile, "I'm so sorry to have kept Miss Yang waiting."

"It's alright, I'll wait for my wangfei."

"I've heard about the matters of the General Yang." Yang An had not been buried yet, but she was wearing a lotus root color dress with only a jade hairpin on her head. She dressed very simply, and did not even put on any makeup on her face.

After a few days of insomnia, Yang Xue was already on the verge of collapse. His complexion was yellow, his dark circles and bags were very obvious, and had completely lost the luster of his past. Even his skin was lackluster, showing that he had stayed up for a very long time.

"I won't see you today, why is Miss Yang so haggard? If you die, you won't be able to revive, so don't be too sad." Feng Qingying knew exactly why she acted this way and pretended not to know.