When he was eight years old, Lin Qing'an was picked up by the second prince of the dynasty and brought back to the palace in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Eight years later, he was riding a horse in Xuanyi and a sharp weapon with a knife hidden in his smile.
"Medical Officer Qin, I think there is no cure, but they are not. Only the blood of enemies can pacify the souls of the underground." She pointed her sword at the prime minister and made a desperate move.
Tan Song smiled, "I'm good at poisoning, let me help you, okay?"
When kindness turns to hatred——
She will never be a murderer again
Intention: Face the world decisively and bravely