The wax plum lay there so quietly, as if she were asleep, but who would sleep on the ground in this freezing weather?
Clearly, she wasn't asleep, and her complexion was terrifyingly pale.
Bai Ruozhu felt her legs becoming extremely heavy, each step becoming agonizingly difficult, as if her legs were bound with chains weighing thousands of pounds, making each step ever more burdensome.
The wax plum was one of the first maids Bai Ruozhu purchased, who followed her from Beiyu City to the Capital City. Bai Ruozhu had even once scolded her, admonishing her to cherish life and not to harbor thoughts of ending it.
Although the wax plum had bitten her tongue badly and couldn't speak anymore, she was a perceptive girl, and any task Bai Ruozhu assigned to her was completed with excellence.
