"Qin An curled his entire body up on the snow, his lips and face turned blue, and his voice was so weak that he looked as though he might die at any moment."
Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An was suffering purely because of him, and if things kept going this way, the two of them were bound to die.
Those who wanted him dead hadn't managed to finish him off at the imperial court, so they had resorted to underhanded blows and dirty tricks in the military camp, determined to hound him to the grave.
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