Jiang Qing walked step by step to the bed, gently sat down on the edge, and looked down at Ye Guling, who lay quietly as if fast asleep. Grief gripped her heart.
He was dressed in silver-white garments trimmed with gold, and his three thousand strands of snow-white hair spread out around him like a waterfall. Crimson blood stained the bed all around, striking her eyes with unbearable harshness!
Looking at his white hair and the sea of crimson on the bed, tears welled up in Jiang Qing's eyes once more!
Chapter 459