Qin An's entire body was curled up on the snow, his lips and face turned blue, and his voice was so faint and weak that he seemed on the verge of death at any moment.
Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An was purely suffering as a result of being implicated by him, and if things continued to develop along this trajectory, the two of them would undoubtedly die.
Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off at court, so they resorted to underhanded tricks and sucker punches in the military camp, driving him relentlessly toward his doom.
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