A dank, humid dungeon reeked of rot, decay, and sourness. Only one ray of sunlight illuminated the youthful face of a boy imprisoned within.,"I'm fine, Wan'er. How are you" Zhu Ying held Li Wan'er's hand and asked with concern!,"Is there really such a place in the Ming Dynasty" Li Wan'er's eyes were full of curiosity. "What's its name"。