The cold wind was like a knife, cutting through the high walls and deep courtyard of Lin Mansion. The door of Qiwu Pavilion was violently pushed open with a creak, and a figure in red stumbled in. Su Shuangshuang's foot slipped and her knee hit the crack of the green brick, causing burning pain. She didn't make a sound, just bit her lower lip tightly, letting the fishy sweetness spread on the tip of her tongue
