Chapter 388: Prince Wenwang

check Zhao Qinglan's pulse who was unconscious on the phoenix couch.Standing by the bed, Li Chen looked at Zhao Qinglan.Only Zhao Qinglan's face was deathly pale, a sickly white without any blood. Tho...ew words to you."Zhao Qinglan's voice was soft, her eyes gazing at Su Jinpa before her. Her expression was serene and peaceful, yet no one could discern the complexity hidden within her heart.To some...