Shu He looked at Fu Qingrong, who was covered in bandages, and was stirred by memories of years past. However, those memories were so distant now that they felt hazy and indistinct.
"Forget it," she murmured. "Perhaps living like this is more painful for her than death."
Baili Zizhan had grown increasingly attached to Yi'er lately; he listened to whatever she said. He was no longer as arrogant or selfish as he had once been. Surely, under the influence of Yi'er, Ziyuan, and the others, Baili Zizhan would grow up to be a well-adjusted, upright young man.
Chapter 659