Poisoned by the Impe

The clouds were tinged with the first blush of dawn. She pushed herself up with both hands, trying to sit up, but she realized that her clothes felt different from usual. This outfit wasn't hers at all, and this style...,Just as Yunchu was preparing to sit up, there was a sound outside again. This time, the voice didn't belong to the person from before.,Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and Yun Chuyin, who was already damp from the morning mist, shivered. This early spring night wind carried a chill, and she stood up abruptly and walked toward the thatched hut.。