A cold wind, like a sharp knife, pierced into his eyes, making him forget to breathe. Suddenly, he bumped headfirst into a cold chest.,Xie Shuning turned her head and walked away, walking so fast that when she reached Qin'er's room and heard the cries of the maidservants, her feet suddenly stopped.,Push open the door and walk in, you see Qin'er, thin and small, curled up in a brocade quilt, like a flower embroidered on top, pale without a trace.。