Three Incarnations at the River of Forgetfulness (Author)

“Ah…light…it hurts…” “Baby, I’ll be fine soon.” The man said distressed, and quickly wrapped her injured ankle in gauze. He is a powerful and powerful man, ascetic, cold, bloodthirsty and ruthless, but he is addicted to her alone, and he is so petty! “Husband, they said I was raised by you.” The next day, he…