I Returned to the Troupe and Brought Out a Son Who Was the Number One Scholar and Was Amazing

Liu Suxin held the little Li Zhao tightly in her arms, her little body shaking like chaff in the wind. But her eyes were so bright, like a blade tempered with ice, cold and sharp. Outside the main hall of Shen Mansion, the strong north wind was howling, rolling up the broken leaves on the ground, like ghosts crying and wolves howling. Looking at this battle, how desolate it is.