Jiang Yixing could no longer lie in bed like a corpse. When the old lady returned, she would confront her. 。,In the past, after that incident, Old Wu and Shui Xiang were both beaten to death. 。Seeing you all, Jiang Yixing is filled with guilt. 。,Flowers in the garden bloom freely, a riot of colors, and the air is filled with the sweet scent of blossoms...。