The Prince and the D

Nán Wǎnyān's memories blended with the pain, intensifying until it was almost unbearable. As her consciousness faded, she heard a man sneer and say his final words:,After getting dressed, he turned around without a word and left. "What a bother!",Air flowed back into Nan Wan Yan's nostrils. She retched out a large pool of blood, then slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath.。