The Prime Ministerap

The east bedroom was filled with cries, but these weren't the usual wails of a child. They were stifled sobs, laced with a deep, heartbreaking sense of grievance that tugged at your heartstrings.,The people in the room walked towards the newcomer. He was thin and lanky, hunched over, looking much older than his less than thirty years.,Xie Erzhu let out a sigh of relief and quickly walked to the bedside: "Third brother, take your medicine. I'll change the poultice for you later."。