Qin Hu’s entire body was curled up on the snow, his lips and face turned blue, and his voice was so weak as to be barely audible, as if he could die at any moment.
Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An was entirely implicated because of him, and if things continued to develop this way, the two of them were bound to die without a doubt.
Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off in the imperial court, so they were now stabbing him in the back and playing dirty in the military camp, driving him relentlessly toward his death.
Chapter 938