Chu Qingge, Feng Li, works

    

General's mansion that day. She couldn't even stitch him up if he needed it."Princess...""Don't speak!" Chu Qingge rubbed the medicinal herbs into a pulp, squeezing out the juice and applying it to hi...g so much, my stomach hasn't recovered yet.When Feng Yuhua had about enough to drink, she casually asked, "It's really that serious, isn't it""Don't you think she's putting on a show" Feng Yuhua stare...