C1265 Self-importance for Raising Bandits

As Chu Xiao listened, although he didn't know what the poem meant, the sadness from it was deeply imbued in his heart. He suddenly felt a chill in his heart and had no choice but to hug Lu Jiuer's waist tightly, unable to say a word.

"Before. I kept pestering my martial aunt to tell me love stories, and I kept asking … "She finally told me a sad story, but after knowing it