At this moment, a young maid of twelve or thirteen years old ran over and "thud" knelt before Fang Xuanling. Her knees sank instantly into the inch-thick snow.,Even if you really don't want to accept this honor, you dare not say it out loud, so you can only think about it in your heart...,A son, who was always seen as proud and successful, suddenly died. Sending a black-haired person to a white-haired one, how heartbroken the mother must be!。