Chapter 93 The Bones Didn’t Get Old

In the early morning, the Sha Water of Linhe City was enshrouded with faint cold mist.

From the direction of the long street, it could be found that the widest and longest street in the middle of the city formed a line with the bridge. The red lanterns hung on both sides of the streets were not lit up, which were asleep with the ancient city in the early morning.

Ning Xiaoling still lived two doors away from Ning Changjiu as before. When Ning Xiaoling got up, she saw him sitting outside on a chair with his eyes closed. He looked as if asleep.

Ning Xiaoling brought a quilt and threw it to him, saying grumpily, “Cover yourself with the quilt. We’ve spent so much money. If you get a cold, we cannot afford to let you see a doctor.”

Ning Changjiu wanted to nap for another while and seek a shimmer of lucky chance in light of the traces of the past life. Now that he was woken up by Ning Xiaoling, a hint of hard-to-get inspiration w