By the window of the room, Yun Anan in a fox fur cloak, hands resting on his chin, looked down at the seven black-clad men who had become corpses.,Yun An'an grabbed the pillow beside her and hurled it at Bei Chenlin.,The carriage had already stopped in front of Yunfu's gate, but Yun Qianshan still stared at Bei Chenlin like he was guarding against a thief, afraid he would do something harmful to Yun Annan.。