ging his hands on the ground, resisting, "Let me go, I don't want to leave with you.""Not leaving" Fu Mo's sword brows furrowed, he ignored Lin Jinran's struggle, bent down and directly picked her up...e bed still held Lin Jinran, her skin as white as snow, with a faint pallor of illness. She lay peacefully, like Sleeping Beauty waiting for a prince's kiss to awaken her.On one side of the bed, stood...