บท 185: Chapter 185

Tears streamed down Chu Qiao's eyes in a neat line. She removed her heavy cloak and let it fall to the ground. At this moment, the general who had taken West Meng by storm and terrorized Xia had disappeared. She was merely a fallen young lady. Her face was pale and frail, her eyes were deep. Her hands, which she used to wave around passionately when commanding, slumped to both sides weakly. The look in her eyes was blank. Tears streamed down her skinny face, causing a sensation of pain as it was dried by the winds.