Air flowed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched up a large pool of blood, then half-collapsed by the edge of the bathtub, breathing heavily.,She caught sight of her own face reflected in the surface of the bathwater.,Since we’re planning to escape, we need to hurry. As the book says, plans can't keep up with circumstances… Anyway, just come down soon, and once Mother buys the carriage, we can go out and have some fun.。