lt;The Pocket Dimens

The woman leaned over to her son, whispered a word toward the door, and then brought to the table the freshly cooked vegetables and four steamed buns.,As for the woman, she was Zhong Suixin, the wife of the head of the Yan family's third house.,A sharp pain erupted in Yan Xiaoshi's head, his vision blurring. Fragments of memories, alien and unwelcome, flooded his mind like a raging torrent, overwhelming him.。